'my Childhood Christmas'

oh turn- turn back time the pages of my life I wish- I could go back go back to when I was a child full of happiness and joyful glee to christmas with my family before the sorrow . . . I loved christmas day the cooking and decorating mom fussing and grandma dusting dad entwining lights on the tree the fireplace crackling and glowing snow falling and santa dreams dancing in my mind on christmas eve before the sorrow . . . I recall the year- I wanted a life size doll but got a baby doll- I was sad so very sad but held my tears until I went to my room a few days later I loved baby doll and all her sweet accessories another year I got snowball cat all white I remember dad trying to keep her in my stocking and then she ran up the blinking tree for the day before the sorrow . . . and we would go to grandpa's farm for horse pulled sleigh rides through the snow covered fields and woods that was so much fun and grandpa would let me help with the horses before the sorrow . . . oh the food and family coming and going the laughter and singing and dancing that is what I remember from my childhood christmas before the sorrow . . . I still have mom's and grandma's decorations in a tattered box- and I will decorate my tree then, I will go and visit them all the beloved beyond a creaky gate and touch each name engraved in stone and remember each one before the sorrow . . . ____________________________ November 23, 2017 Poetry/Free Verse/'my childhood christmas' Copyright Protected, ID 17-9646-11-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Submitted to FTI Blog Series 9 - Childhood Brian Strand Podium Place 1