Christmas of Today
and Christmases Past
Today is much simpler
With only stockings to fill
But I miss the childish chuckles
In the early morning still
Of sweet children opening gifts
Of toys so wanted and admired
Whispered softly in Santa's ear
What those little hearts desired
And in that early morning
As parents yawn and smile
They watch their lovely children
Past remembrances beguile
Nice and simple poem with lots of feeling and emotion. Very endearing!!ReplyDelete
Mine is HERE
Yeah, takes me back. Sometimes, I miss the chaos.ReplyDelete
Thanks for the poem, kathe. Yes, watching little kids open the presents is special, and thingy, if you want chaos, visit while grand kids do their demolition of wrappings and packaging!ReplyDelete
Psst! Grandparents are not expected to clean up the mess.
LIving chaos right now. But somehow, I have learned to listen to those older voices saying "You will miss this! Enjoy" And so, I do. I find myself thinking I will miss this while it is happening. Talk about sappy! Wonderfully sweet, this poem.ReplyDelete
Parents love watching Christmas through the eyes of children. The excitement, the joy, the glee,ReplyDelete
all the pleasures in memory. Enjoyed the poem.
cheerful and playful,
love your work.
Happy New Year!
Thanks for visiting so many poets on week 15...keep rocking...
i value your contribution and patience.
refreshing! mines here- http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2009/12/06/time-is-not-the-essence/ReplyDelete
You've done a fine job on this. It rings true. Christmas through the eyes of my son was the best. Wonderful.ReplyDelete
Am late for a Poetry Potluck visit. Sorry about that.
Best wishes for 2011.
Poem on ...
YEAH!, you win The Celebrate Poet of 2010 AwardReplyDelete
Come to our potluck tonight,
Theme: Journey and the road ahead.