Many have a bucket list
Of things they want to do
Like bungee jump
An ocean cruise
Or visit to the zoo
A ride upon a camel
Wave surfing in Hawaii
Get snapped in front of Taj Mahal
Before they say Goodbye-ee.
Others take a different tack,
List what they’ll never try
Like flying high on zipwire
A meal of pumpkin pie
Join with excursion tour group
Share data on the Net
Go down a mine
Store maggots, sing
A
Cappella in quintet
Risk major change of diet
Become a vegetarian
A vegan, ovo-lacto
Or even pescatarian.
The wish list of my father
Was truly very slim,
To walk the city walls of York
And be taught how to swim.
Should you ask this writer
It’s Loire Valley and Provence
If only magic wave of wand
Could whisk me, swish, to France
Or closer, off to London
For best night of them all,
With pride, observe Remembrance
As guest at Albert Hall.
Finally, my Christmas choice
A “must”, is coffee frother
Which, if dear sons are reading this
Is for, and rhymes with, Mother!