Christmas Greetings 2020: Images, Recipes, Music, Poetry and Anything Christmas!

T'was the week before Christmas, and all through the town,
people wore masks, that covered their frown.
The frown had begun way back in the spring
when a global pandemic changed everything.
They called it corona, but unlike the beer,
It didn’t bring good times, it didn’t bring cheer.
Airplanes were grounded, travel was banned.
Borders were closed across air, sea, and land.
As the world entered lockdown to flatten the curve,
the economy halted, and folks lost their nerve.
From March to July we rode the first wave,
people stayed home, they tried to behave.
When summer emerged the lockdown was lifted,
but away from caution, many folks drifted.
Now it’s December and cases are spiking,
wave two has arrived, much to our disliking.
It’s true that this year has had sadness a-plenty,
we’ll never forget the year 2020.
And just ‘round the corner - The holiday season,
but why be merry? Is there even one reason?
To decorate the house and put up the tree,
who will see it, no one but me.
But outside my window, the snow gently falls,
and I think to myself, let’s deck the halls!
So, I gather the ribbon, The garland, and bows,
as I play those old carols, my happiness grows.
Christmas is not canceled and neither is hope.
If we lean on each other, I know we can cope
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Gary O'

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I just remembered an ol' gal
She musta been pushing a 100
Miss McBroom
It wasn't Christmas time, but it involved the spirit of giving

First saw her with wunna those two wheel carts folks use when walking to and from the store.
On it was a sign Ride Needed
She had on a huge old coat, baseball cap, and tennis shoes
Trudging slowly
Couldn't help but stop
We were rather poverty stricken at the time, and our old Rambler's back seat was a bit dysfunctional,
so we put her cart back there, and my lady found a place to seat herself beside it
Took a bit to get the ol' gal in the front seat (dead weight is heavy)
Anyway, we got her to where she wanted let the end of a road
Did this a couple times
The third time I asked her if we could actually take her all the way home
The place was horrific
Piled to the ceiling

She told us she never took a ride all the way home because someone might have her put in 'wunna those human vegetable places'
But thought we weren't like that, so here we are
We managed to find a place to sit

The ol' gal had many stories about her place in the Appalachians where she grew up
Never married
She mentioned her favorite song
It's a Christmas song, I've been told
I Wonder as I Wander
It didn't mean so much to me at the time
But, took what little extra money we had, and bought a cassette tape of it
Took it over to her
We sat outside her little one room shack, and I played the song for her
She immediately became touched
She was quiet for bit
Looked up
Tears streaming down her craggy old face, she thanked us with all of what was left of her heart

When we got ready to leave, I thought, well how in hell is she gonna play the cassette?
So, we left her the player

We did take her to our place for Thanksgiving that year

Shortly after
lost track of her

Somebody told us she'd been put in a rest home

I hope she gave them hell

Here's the song