When a child
Christmas was joyous
Merrily enhancing heart,
Memories, smiles and laughter
Paper hats, pulling crackers
Golden times with parents and brother.
When a child late on Christmas Eve
Close to midnight hour
Father came creeping silent as a mouse
Into bedroom I shared with brother
Filling our pillowcases with toys
While we pretended sleep.
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Christmas dinner at laden table
Turkey crisp and golden
Leg each for my brother and me.
Sage stuffing, roast potatoes, brussel sprouts,
Christmas pudding with brandy sauce
With three-penny pieces for luck.
Now, alone and frail, in stooping old age
Parents, brother long gone
Eating alone on Christmas day
Thinking of other Christmases
As a child seated at laden table
Sharing my family's joy and laughter.
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The best Christmas memories are those we spent as a child with our parents. A magical time. Thank you for sharing.