My First Real Christmas

for the Holiday memories contest

  

Oh the joys of

     The holiday season,

Presents and parades… food and jollies.

The source of many

     Fine memories

But there is one

That means the most… To me

So pull up a chair

Next a cozy fire

     As I tell a tale of

My first real Christmas.

I say that for it meant more to me

     Then gift wrap and stockings.

 

Once upon a time

When I was a young cowboy

My family moved

From Idaho

To sunny California

In search

Of a brighter future.

That very first year

As we established our life

And my father’s business

The money was tight

So it was decided

That us four kids

Would only get

One small present.

I remember mine,

A hand held electronic

     Football game.

It wasn’t much

But was happy to get it.

Most importantly

That year we shared

     Love and laughter

Over a home cooked meal

Then I played with that game

For hours.

We may not had much

     But we had each other

And we all enjoyed ourselves.

So at the ripe old age

     Of nine

I finally experienced

My first real Christmas

For it was the year

I learned the true meaning…

 

Family and togetherness,

The End.

Reviews

[The DuchessPoet]

Cowboy,
I haven't shared with you something about me... I believe that I was a bull riding cowgirl in my past life!
LOL
One of the things that I loved about living in Texas was Billy Bob's and the cowboy's ... I square dance and I was on my first horse at 5 (I'll post the pics) My family, on my mother side, are ranchers & hunters and my aunt has a 7 acre ranch in Ohio! Of which I be visiting next week~ (SMILING)

This poem touches every fiber within my heart!

I love it, I love it, I love It!!!

Beautiful! Keep em' comin' darlin'!

[Wildfleour]

Very poignant and sweet..............

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

This is the kind of love that makes an old fashioned Christmas special. A very nice poem. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Philosophile. (Maddy)]

This is different than your usual, but it still has your voice within it. I love how you tell us the story of your first real christmas and express that the love and togetherness was what made it genuine. This was a really great read!

[An Ordinary Woman]

Yes, your right. Funny I was just telling my daughter this evening that Thanksgiving is a prelude to Christmas, meaning a time for loved ones to gather. This years everybody gathers at my house for a sleepover, I'm so excited about it. lol I love your poem, its awesome.