Uncle Pat
written by: Susan Glamuzina
It’s that time of the year
when I’m a crazy bat
Just like every Christmas
ticking of my list – stat!
I ran around all frantic
bread twisted into a plait
for those last minute gifts
I’m trained in combat
A long list of “to dos”
secret Santa for Nat
Christmas cake for my gran
Jane’s getting a sun hat
nothing ever pleases Dad
my wee angel’s now a brat
functions have her shattered
and off to the vet, for our cat
presents separated in piles
A rushed visit to Santa’s lap
family – I’m expected to visit them all
Christmas traffic followed by rushed chat
I’ve got a secret plan
this year I won’t do that
they can all come to me
I’ve kidnapped Uncle Pat
Susan Glamuzina’s a New Zeeland artist who feels at home when there’s sand between her toes and her thoughts are in the clouds. Susan’s been published in A Fine Line, Good Company Lit, Spillwords, Tales of the Domain, Tales from Dominion Road, and Live Encounters, amongst others. Susan was runner-up in the Orewa Poetry at the Beach, and New Leaf Christmas Poem competitions in 2022, was third in the 2023 IWW short story competition and was selected in Titirangi Poetry in Windows 2023.
Latest posts by Susan Glamuzina (see all)
- Jack’s Grin - October 26, 2024
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