MY CHILDHOOD CHRISTMAS
On Christmas Eve after lunch I went with my dad and brother into the forest to select the perfect tree
Which everyone could get for free..
My father kept the horse in tome,
As we followed while the tree was pulled home.
We scooped up a lot of moss to put under the tree
Which was carefully carried by my brother and me.
Then it was a joy to see
How my Mother, sister and me decorated the tree
The moss was placed under the tree and looked like green rolling hills
On which the simple Nativity set was placed with no frills
The room soon filled with pine smelling air
And there was a Christmas atmosphere everywhere
It was as if the cows knew
It was Christmas for them too
Colored and silver breakable balls were carefully arranged
And the broken ones were exchanged
Icicles were draped on the branches and looked real
It had such mesmerizing appeal
The tree was crowned with a shiny peak
That looked very delicate and sleek
The radio played my favorite Christmas tune
While outside the snow was lit by the moon
The wood stove was still burning red
When we went early to bed
Because my father placed our shoes around the stove to get warm
To be comfortable during snow or a storm
When we walked to midnight mass
With a fast warm feet pass
The church was dark with only a few candles lit
Where we had a family bench to sit
The choir sang in full glory
And the priest told every year the same Christmas story
When we got home it was a feast
We had a wonderful breakfast before awakening and milking the beast
The candles were lit one by one
And burned till they were almost gone
I must say
This was my favorite part of the day
Back to church at eleven and again at three
No time today to be free
The dinner table showed the best tablecloth and dishes
And my mother tried to serve food that filled all our wishes
But always the traditional duck stuffed with prunes
While giving thanks during pleasant holiday tunes
I am thankfully for life’s pleasantries
That remain in my memories.