Read Poem: The Christmas’s I still recall, by Andrew M.A. Spear

The Christmas’s I still recall
We were together one and all
Warm inside while snowflakes fall
My Christmas as a child

The snow piled high and we would play
Despite the cold outside I’d stay
Because tomorrow no school day
My Christmas as a child

Our Christmas tree would shine so bright
Beneath it, presents wrapped just right
And such a Santa’s list I’d write
My Christmas as a child

Four excited children, we’d make so much noise
In anticipation of new games and toys
But only if we were good girls and boys
My Christmas as a child

With mother in the kitchen we were happy to be
Out of the oven came cookies in the shape of a tree
Washed down with milk while watching TV
My Christmas as a child

And after dinner when we were fed
Father would tell us it’s time for bed
Slowly upstairs to lay down our head
My Christmas as a child

But with the first sign of morning light
My sisters and I we’d wake with eyes so bright
Bursting stockings and toys were waiting to delight
My Christmas as a child

With Mum and Dad sitting patiently
We kids unwrapped all we could see
Colored paper strewn haphazardly
My Christmas as a child

Beside me a dump truck, a cool GI Joe
Kitted socks from my Grandma and a baseball to throw
Content in my childhood, my face all aglow
My Christmas as a child

Those holidays of joy have passed me by
And I can’t go back, though how I try
It seems unfair how the years they did fly
Since my Christmas as a child

And this year there is no Christmas tree
For my children are now grown and absentee
Yes, now a days there’s only me
Remembering Christmas as a child

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