Wednesday, December 18, 2013

She Said

"Christmas isn't the same,"
she said,
"since I put up my hair and put dolls away,
and Mary, Joseph, and the newborn babe
became figures on the mantel.

Now, Handel's Messiah is just a song;
I barely bother to sing along,
and silent nights don't even last as long
as the bill to pay.

Christmas,"
she said,
"just isn't the same."

For Peggy's prompt at Real Toads.

16 comments:

Kerry O'Connor said...

Sad, isn't it, that Christmases of adulthood can never match those of our first 10 years. Now it's all about counting the cost, fending off relatives and hours spent cooking and cleaning...At least there are some younguns out there for whom it will be the best Christmas ever.

Peggy said...

Yes those childhood Christmases are never quite equaled. Though I must say that I think the best Christmases for me were those when my children were small.

razzamadazzle said...

I have to say, I don't really celebrate Christmas, and it's really liberating. I just get to spend time with my family and not worry about gifts and such. it's supposed to be a special time, yet for many it's just very stressful.

Mary said...

The best memories of Christmases seem to be in the 'good old days.'

TALON said...

Yeah, this is the time of year when I feast on the memories of Christmas past when magic clung to everything. Loved this, Mama Zen.

Susie Clevenger said...

Sad when we realize Christmas has lost its magic...great write!!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

What Peggy said - the best Christmases were when my kids were small. I went totally berserk and we had incredible Christmases. Not nearly the magic now everyone is grown up.

Fireblossom said...

Yeah. You've seen one Savior born, you've seen 'em all.

Susan said...

Still laughing at what Fireblossom said. But really, I believe that once we are aware of that fade-out, we can step back in or even step somewhere else that we find immediate and vital.

Marian said...

let your hair down, baby!

Sioux said...

"Mama Zen, you are so right," (she said wistfully).

Pealogic said...

Feeling like this, this year

Kay L. Davies said...

I wrote about when Christmas changed, too, but I love "since I put up my hair" because it gives such a nice Victorian vibe to your poem. Well done, as always, MZ.
K

grapeling said...

At Christmas I think of people on the street, in the cold and rain, who put up their hair long ago. ~

Sumana Roy said...

nice lines.... :)

howanxious said...

The meaning of every festivity changes over time as we grow up. Wise and well-penned.
-HA