A Poem for Tuesday

Good heavens!  I didn't realize I'd been away so long.

It snows all the time here now.  It's like we're trapped in a snow globe.  Here's a little ditty from our buddy Irving Berlin in salute to our dear reader-friend Audrey, who had to turn on her air conditioning to do her Christmas baking.

White Christmas
Irving Berlin


The sun is shining
The grass is green
The orange and palm trees sway.
I've never seen such a day
In Beverly Hills LA.
But it's December the 24th
And I am longing to be up North.


I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where the treetops glisten,
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write.
May your days be merry and bright.
And may all your Christmases be white.