Missing Christmas
MISSING CHRISTMAS
memories i may or may not
recall. the year without a tree.
how long did our presents wait
for our return? kids squeal
with happiness, as only memories
are left, and a silent river hastens
too many days in fast motion.
mom and dad must still be
parents, sleeves dripping wet,
many towns left behind. trees
wave from the tops of cars,
from storefront windows.
pine needles stab at a speeding
station wagon, puddles splashing,
snow freezing dewy faces. heart
wants to stop but heaves heavily.
stop motion...dad stares a long time,
lingering as if fate has locked down
this moment. won’t there be
plenty more? but only his mother
will bring presents, year after year.
perhaps that is why, dad waits
until the last minute to put up a tree,
then takes it down again, just as fast.
11/28/2017
Childhood Christmas Memories Contest
Sponsor - Bic Gi-Sa
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