Winter
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Christmas Carols ringing in my ears.
The fug of the snug
Stench of sweat and old men.
Scent of Old Spice wafts across the bar
And the unmistakable
Aroma of clan pipe tobacco
Lingers in the air.
©Alison Jean Hankinson
This is for d’Verse quadrille.
The photo is actually of my Dad’s dad, (My Grandad).
