Memories of Christmas Past

Memories of Christmas Past

A Story by Theresa

My fondest memories take place in my grandparents living room

Mainly Christmas Eve sitting around the Christmas tree

My family would gather close together while my grandfather would hand out presents

I was just a little girl adorned with pig tails

I still remember the knock at the door when Santa appeared in full costume

He took a seat on the couch and I sat upon his knee 
He listened to what it was I had to say and then in a turn of events

He started to talk asking if I had sent him a letter in the mail

 

He then turned and reached over his shoulder and handed me an oddly shaped gift

I tore into the paper anticipation running high through my veins

My eyes widened with joy at the sight of a hot pink sled

It was perfect but there was a problem since it had yet to snow

I turned to Santa in hopes that he could bring in a snow drift

With disappointed eyes he sadly told me no and instead handed over several candy canes

He lifted me up and goodbye he said

He walked out the door my face was all a glow

 

I had a personal visit from Santa Clause

And at that time it was the happiest moment in my life

But now thinking back what brings me joy the most

Is the time spent with my loved ones

A time I so desperately wish to go back to just because

It was a time of happiness not a bit of strife

Sometimes I hope to get a visit from Christmas Pasts Ghost

Just so I can sit and watch the rerun

 

I know that its ghost will never come

Sometimes all you have to hold on to are the memories you've made

So to these memories I hold on dear

Especially since my grandfather is no longer able to be apart of the making

The thought of that always seems to make me numb

But I know no matter what I will never let his presence fade

He will live on in my thoughts year after year

For I will never allow him to be forsaken

 

 

 

 

 

© 2009 Theresa


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Actually, this sound more like a short story than a poem. My suggestion is that you make the line simpler, avoid using preposition like but, as etc as it'll only make the line pointlessly longer. The theme although simple is good. The thing you need to improve on is the lines itself. Make it so that it sound pleasant on the readers' ear.

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Theresa
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Patchogue, NY



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