Things I Wanted For Christmas - Poem by Marilyn Lott
The things I wanted for Christmas
Were very dear to me
I’m not sure I asked for most of them
For they cost too much, you see.
A dollhouse in Sears and Roebuck catalog
Haunted me each and every year
It was filled with life-like furniture
The windows were sturdy and clear.
And then there was the outfit
I would look so perfect in
A red cowgirl outfit it was
Well, it wasn’t like it was a sin.
But most of all I must tell you, my friends
That my heart beat fast and sure
When this bicycle I wanted went by my house
It was almost more than I could endure.
It was a beauty, oh, how I wanted one
Blue with cream-colored trim
The girl just rode by so calmly
While I felt green envy up to my chin.
But now, I look back and smile a bit
Kinda wonder why I felt such a fuss
When I think about all of the things
That as a kid, I wanted for Christmas.
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