Poem: Christmases Past

It’s that time of year to bring out old boxes
Filled with trinkets of years past
Locked away after each Christmas
To try and save their magic for another year
That they still possess inside their fragile frames 
To bring the spark of feeling carried through time
Bring back happiness and joy on memories
Here’s the handprint of a baby grown
A picture with Santa when we weren’t so old
Misses Claus in a bikini from a joke gift
So many memories encased in fragile ornaments
Brought to life by the spirit of the season
Taking us on a journey through Christmases past
While trying to ignore that boxes aren’t getting fuller
With new memories for Christmases future 
So hang each one with care with loved ones
We still have to enjoy the Christmas present

Copyright © 2021 TJS Sherman All rights reserved.

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