Christmas Past

I had a visit last night, from the ghost of Christmas past. That took me back in time. As I was a bird in the sky, I looked up to see in detail what the ghost looked like. The ghost was a baby. I kind of figured that, he was wearing a babies hat, with a blue binky in his mouth. He began to fly over a familiar house. As I looked closer I saw a pool, and realized it was my uncles house. For a baby he was quite strong, as he through me in front of the house on the lawn, I looked at my reflection through a melted puddle, and saw I was young again. I saw the moon ring on my finger, which meant, I was nine again,which meant it was 2006. I got off and brushed the cold snow off of me, and walked inside the house. I saw all my cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, siblings, and mom all young again, with a hundred less wrinkles and a lot more smiles this time. We all laughed played games and had fun, then my dad came and took my siblings and I to his side of the family, with everyone happy and young looking. Next thing I know I guess it was time to go, because in a blink of an eye I was back home.