Twas the night before Christmas 2017

Wren and I are spending Christmas in Jamaica!
Here's a lil' holiday poem in celebration!

Twas the night before Christmas

and i feel like a grouch

the internet stinks

it only works from the couch

The owners are great

at our air b and b house

but the dogs are too chatty

and there's too cheeky a mouse

This morning we dined

on fresh fruit from the land

mango starfruit smoothies

tropics in the palm of my hand

We juggled for our hosts

and gave their dogs a snuggle

then ate some top ramen

and finished a crossword puzzle

Then off to adventure

an inexpensive one to boot

we swam and touched a waterfall

and the locals there were a hoot

A jaunt to Ocho Rios

in a van packed to the gills

an ex-race-car-driver i imagine

is careening us through winedy hills

We take just a peek in Margaritaville

but it was fast food we finally downed

then continued our favoirte pasttime

of finding local coins on the ground

Home again for our last night

after our warm dark evening stroll

tomorrow we're off to a new town

Negril is our destined goal

But for now we'll snuggle in and listen

to the crickets and distant raggae beats

while counting our Christmas blessings

and dreaming of Jamaican Jerk meats.

So here's to a joyful holiday

full of love, celebration, and cheer

All the best from us, Wren and Della

And a happy 2018 new year.