Christmas From the Past (standard:poetry, 274 words)
Author: Lori	Added: Dec 10 2007	Views/Reads: 2837/1906	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I wanted to write a poem for Christmas because it's so near. I'm not really into the spirit this year, so I thought I would recall the past.

Christmas From the Past 

~ 

I remember being a child, 

eyes open wide 

wondering what was 

in the gaily wrapped boxes 

under the tree, 

on Christmas Morning. 

The house smelling 

of cinnamon and raisins. 

The fire simmering 

in the wood burning stove. 

Santa's plate empty. 

The carrots, for the reindeer of course, 

being gone. 

~ 

Daddy at the stove 

making his famous 

Pancake la modes. 

Momma in the bed, 

sleeping late her 

one day of the year. 

Hopping from foot to foot, 

begging to just open 

one. 

My brother, 

patiently waiting while 

sitting at the table. 

Filling me with hatred 

yet again this day. 

~ 

He woke me up 

when I was dreaming 

of sugar plums 

dancing in my head. 

Dreams full of 

merriment and excitement, 

make-believe Princes and Knights 


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