Should have been...
Awaiting the start of midnight mass
candlelight and music then
sleepy children climbing stairs to downy beds
presents placed carefully beneath a tree of lights
cold feet pressed up against warm calfs, snuggled in
drifting off with smiles in exhausted slumber
to awaken first (as per usual)
breakfast treats tiptoed to festive draped table
coffee machine drip set to begin
accidental noise designed to rouse
jump back into bed feigning sleep
waiting expectantly
is
tucked pillow behind the back
tricks used to fool the self
and an apartment that is far too quiet.
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I am asking today, because it is important. I am asking because I usually don't ask for what I want. I usually don't ask for what I need.
I need this. I need to feel the family pull...Give me inspiration. One moment of Christmas past. One moment of Christmas present. And one dream of Christmas future. Sing for me...
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Dear Santa,
Fill me a bowl
brimming with stories
and spilling with joy
snippets and moments of love and of laughter
pile me smiles under my tree
extend your warm hand
reach out and touch me.
Sincerely, Christine
ps: Here are two cookies and a glass of milk