A Christmas Line
If you followed a line from the angel on your tree
All the way down to where presents should be
Would you revisit memories of the years gone by
Curling ‘round ornaments with a twinkle in your eye?
Would you find yourself there when your babies were born?
When they made preschool ornaments, now shabby and torn?
Would you see faces of friends who made or gave one to you?
Would you relive your childhood, tracing baubles from then too?
And as your line meandered through santas and stars,
Penguins and trees, toy trains and cars…
Would you find ‘neath your tree more gifts than you could count?
Dazzled by the ache as your memories mount?
Your line would’ve found, from the angel to the earth
A trove of presents that fill you with mirth.
Though the tree will soon fill with wrapped boxes underneath
They can never surpass what I’ve already received.
December 13, 2012
*I created the drawing in ONE LINE. Perhaps you can see the beginning of it up by the angel’s hair and follow it to the tree-skirt end. Sometimes I drew over and through things, sometimes I retraced my steps back to where I needed to go. But one line it is, and only a splash of color.
**If you’d like to read more of my poetry from around Christmastime, click here. This is page 2 of the Poetry Category that you can always access from the category section in the right hand margin. Just keep scrolling ’til you get to the section from last December.