Memories of Christmas Past, poem by Glenn Boudreau at Spillwords.com
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Memories of Christmas Past

Memories of Christmas Past

written by: Glenn Boudreau

 

At this most magical time of the year
When the world seems to move ever so fast
I slow down and start to reflect
And try to recall memories of Christmas past

During those quiet December moments when all seems still
I think of boyhood scenes of Christmas long ago
With old fashioned sleigh rides and Christmas stencils on our windows
And visions of Santa, skating, and sledding in the snow

Whatever happened to those most glorious days
When good will toward men seemed to prevail the land
When the world was filled with Peace and Joy
When we would give our neighbor a helping hand

I recall the splendid Christmas of my youth
Making snow pies, snow forts, and snowball fights
Sounds of tire chains in the snow and Christmas music throughout the house
All the sounds of the season echoing to my delight

Shopping at Five and Dime, Woolworths, all the stores of Yesteryear
These are cherished memories that I recall
Going to Midnight Mass and sharing Christmas Greetings
Then back to the house and dessert for all

With church bells ringing and the smell of snow in the air
Enjoying a perfect winter’s night
Venturing out into the cold in the family automobile
Mom and Dad taking us out to see all the Christmas lights

With fond memories of snuggling inside our home
Watching out our window at the glistening snow
Staying close to each other while keeping warm by the fire
These are cherished moments of so many years ago

When Mom would dress us up for the snow
Complete with leggings, boots and gloves
These were times when all seemed so right
Memories of the season that I shall always love

Those were the days when Families got together
Counting our Blessings while holding each other’s hand
No cellphones or Laptops to interrupt Christmas dinner
There was Peace and Joy throughout the Land

When it was not Happy Holidays but Merry Christmas
When we would help the stranger on the street
When we would shovel our neighbor’s walk
And delight in making snow angels with our feet

Whatever happened to those precious days gone by
When there was Peace on Earth
When we kept Christ in Christmas
And celebrated our Savior’s birth

So this time of year let us all think back and recall
the magic and joyfulness of Christmas past
Let us be kind to each other as in days of Old
let us pray for peace on Earth at last

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