Holiday Youth

During holidays as a kid I would go outside.

Blanketed by the cold and the snow outside.

Looked up to the sky and was thankful. The holidays are here.

I was oh so ready for all the holiday cheer.

My family had the kitchen going every Thanksgiving.

Turkey and cornbread what a toast to great living.

It’s easy to recollect what one would see.

Christmas lights up with presents under the tree.

My mother turned the house into a blessed good scene.

Christmas lights on the tree with house covered in red and green.

Waking up those beautiful mornings to open presents.

Every day was a gift, but life was now even more pleasant.

No one could ever take away all our holiday truth.

I’ll always remember the best days of my holiday youth.