Saturday, December 22, 2012

Christmas Poem, 1991

A Christmas tradition
in our house every year
Was giving a poem
To a loved one so dear.
So with this in mind,
From the time you were six
I wrote a poem to you, what a trick!
Each poem captured memories
Of a great life together,
Especially in Alaska,
Where we had snowy weather.
The first Christmas we had,
You were just three months old,
The bright colored boxes,
Were a joy to behold.
The year you were two,
I knew you would like
The bright yellow color 
Of a Sesame Street trike.
A few years later,
I believe you were four,
You graduated to a 
"big daddy" by Lakeshore
(which you rode to Swan Lake and back!)

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