A Christmas To Remember
What I want for Christmas covers many
things. Unlit red candles, surrounded by
red berries on green holly, are sitting in clear glass bowls. Red poinsettias are arranged adding to the
Christmas atmosphere. The fire in the
grayish stone hearth crackles and sends red sparks upward. The yellow and red flames make the room glow with warmth and
happiness. A six -foot tree towers above with a brightly
lit silver angel touching the ceiling.
Decorations of all sizes, shapes and colors adorn the tree.
The
older men are grouped together drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes. The smoke in the room is stifling as it curls
toward the ceiling. The younger men
have walked outside in the chilly, moist air.
Occasionally a loud laugh is heard coming from the porch.
A crash comes from the kitchen. A dish drops,
striking the shiny linoleum floor. The
women hasten to finish preparing the meal.
Glazed ham, baked turkey, and mustard potato salad are surrounded by
delicious desserts and bright red cranberry sauce. A
delicious aroma coming from the kitchen reaches our nostrils. Two small
boys are scolded for darting around chairs knocking a screaming toddler to the
floor. Soft melodies are heard in the background. The songs of the season float
in the air. The noise resembles the beating of drums as the voices vibrate from
low to high. The cooks wave everyone to the tables set with the holiday
bounty. After the meal is quickly
devoured, the women bunch to clean. The
men resume their chatter.
What
I want for Christmas is a beautiful decorated home, delicious food and
wonderful fellowship with friends and family.
Santa Claus dressed in his red fluffy suit with long flowing white beard
will come see the children and me. He has promised me a Kindle. I want an
old-fashioned Christmas with the theme kindness for all with families sharing
laughter, food and remembering hard times.
When the evening is over, couples will stand under the white berried
yellow flowered mistletoe for one last kiss.
I want my Christmas to have worries light as snow, love bright as the
sun and hope the moon will circle the earth for another day. I will say Merry
Christmas to all and to all goodnight.
Author: Revia Perrigin