A Christmas thought

A Christmas thought   Trimmed the tree, strung the lights Played the old familiar Christmas songs My mind and me, thought of passed nights All of us harmonizing Mitch Miller sing-alongs   Dreaming of the white, my finances in the red Worries like the lawn buried down below Special family nights, sharing good cheer instead Hugs, love and the special drinks would flow   Presents and smiles, little children now grown Pictures of “their kids” playing in the snow I’ve travelled miles, rekindling joys I’ve known Through it all, there’s just one thing I know   Every present out there, every Christmas cookie and cake Every party, free buffet and *gasp* even an open bar No matter I just don’t care, every last bit of it you can take Just leave me the wonderful memory of all that you are   Merry Christmas Everyone!   Tim Windisch 12/15/2016