Christmas Eve in Vegas
A throwback poem story I wrote in 2013: Twas the Night before Christmas, and quiet aboundsexcept for the the TV and A Christmas Story sounds.Steve’s asleep on the couch, with Ike at his feetand Mike’s snuggled in his cat house, nice & neat.i sit in the chair, feet propped up and laptop plugged intyping my story with a silly little grin.No snow do we have … Continue reading Christmas Eve in Vegas