Christmas Angst
I remember the anticipation of Christmas
Days passed so slowly as excitement filled the air
Practice for special Christmas pageants at church
Worrying that I might forget my part in the play,
Listening while plans were made for Christmas Day
While feeling that something could prevent a visit
From Santa. Lots of talk about being extra good
For Santa had been known to deliver lumps of coal
To little boys and girls who had been naughty
How awful it would be to find nothing under the tree!
Excitement mixed with apprehension, even fear
That the thing you wanted most wouldn’t be there,
Even though you had been warned it was awfully
Expensive, and “Santa is short on money, you know.”
Hope was high, especially as we shopped for small
Gifts for family members and marked off the days.
December 3, 2022
Submitted to "Christmas Spirit" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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