New years winterish Eve

You are the life
a seed
which only
does humour breed
I will also a poem seed

Love to participate only
like the winter’s breeze
slaps me hard
coz they all call this oldie
nearing eighty
a young bard

some mistook me
to be a woman
could I a female
in male garb be

then you greater poets will say

SHOW
DON'T TELL
LOL

Stan it's been a wonder
reading ye
let WINTRY DECEMBER
like snow cum and go
you blow
what!!!!
man
your NOSE

You are also nearing perhaps 63
remember once you had said

''MANY DAWNS WE BOTH HAVE SEEN''
but I will be touching 1000 full moons
may be
soonly
before I leave

All Neo poets remain happy
Merry Christmas
is nearing

Lovedly