A Christmas Season Souvenir

Written by: Andrea Dietrich

Taking our sleds down hills of snow; Ice skating though cold winds might blow. Those days of beauty crisp and clear - A winter’s treasured souvenir. Exchanging gifts with those we’d meet at big reunions. What a treat to have all my relatives near. Such a wonderful souvenir! The talent show my church would host with Christmas goodies I liked most and whispering in Santa’s ear. Our small flock’s joy was souvenir! Stringing the popcorn for our tree while being with my family laughing, talking and filled with cheer. Togetherness - our souvenir. The night before - so hard to sleep! In morning, down the stairs we’d creep. No times to come could be as dear. My memories are souvenir.