The Best Christmas Ever
Her best Christmas ever was when she was a kid.
The house where they lived was for sale for the
highest bid.
The fall of that year she picked cotton for two weeks.
It was so cold she had on a coat,gloves her face
was all red and so were her cheeks.
Mom and dad tried to pay the bills before their money was gone.
Dad left the house to get a Christmas tree he left at dawn.
That year they knew Christmas would be slim.
We decorated the tree but with no electric the lights were dim.
We were all suprised to see nothing under the tree.
But she knew the love of her family is all she would need.
They all said Christmas this year would be bad.
She said it was the best Christmas she ever had.
Teresa Skyles
A Christmas memory my mom told me about.
Copyright © T.A. Skyles-Theoklapoet | Year Posted 2010
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