A Christmas Story

This memory of mine Reminds me of a movie A time when little mattered It was so groovy  When I was a boy Christmas time was the buzz I unwrapped many gifts About twelve I was When I was all finished  Thought I was done  My dad pointed behind a cabinet Was he doing this for fun? I walked over to it  And pulled out my last gift Wondering what it was I started to open it in a swift Finished opening the present And you'll never guess what I saw A Red Ryder bb gun I just sat there in awe