The house looked ever so merry and
bright,
With a tall spruce glowing in candy and light.
Bulbs and ribbons blazed in the sky,
Guiding Santa and reindeer on high.
“To
that house there— yes, that’s the one!
The rest can wait— now onward, run!”
Down
the chimney with scarcely a shimmy,
He signed every package neatly, “To Jimmy.”
My
mother and father watched with delight
As I danced in wild, pajama-clad flight.
I yanked and I tugged, I ripped and I tore,
Starting with the biggest— then hunting for more.
Paper
went flying in red and green flurries,
Boxes burst open in feverish hurries.
Laughter and ribbons lay strewn on the floor—
Till at last there were presents no more.
It’s
too bad Christmas comes but once a year,
A season of wonder and genuine cheer.
Of love wrapped tighter than bows tied near—
If only we kept that spirit all year.
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