Going to Bed on New Year’s Eve with a Good Book and a Cup of Tea The novelty has worn thin Fireworks only make a din Their flash and fizzle no longer thrill Crowds and laughter only chill Me to the ageing bone I ignore the ringing of the phone The kisses and songs that […]
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