YOU KNOW WHAT I REALLY WANT
I want to feel the magic of being five or six or seven again
When everything about the season was new and fresh and thrilling.
When I felt the tremble of expectancy as parcels
mysteriously appeared under the Christmas tree;
And the wait of three more sleeps grew so excruciating
I felt my body would burst from its skin.
When the HUSH of soft, holy moments hugged me like a blanket
As I sat mesmerized by tinsel glimmer and tree lights;
And the sweet, sweet strains of Away in a Manger
filled me with shivery delight.
Yes, I long to feel again the secret yearnings of a child's heart
for the inexpressible and the MIRACULOUS. . .
As I wait in Wonder for the Christ Child.
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Wishing you a very Happy Christmas!
Note: This piece was inspired by something I read in Robert Fulghum's book, All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten.