Olamide Santos
@olamidesantos
1 year ago
My First Christmas
I can distinctively recall my very first Christmas
No. Actually I can't
But I can imagine what it would have been like
Me, wrapped in reddish-green swaddling cloth
My father doing his best to portray Joseph
Would have the house stock with chickens and
turkeys and if called for goats
Not because he wanted the house to become a
manger
But in anticipation of that Christmas stranger
Who came not bearing gift of myrrh,
frankincense or gold
But with yuletide greetings and a big smile
And something's a few came with a boxed gift I
thought would be mine
And so giggled loudly in appreciation
But only to get more attention
But what confused me most was the red socks
that hung on the walls
And the trees within the house
A botanical flaw
But I stayed awake to see the rumoured Santa
clause climb down a chimney we never had
And cried when I realized only that someone
lied
This is what my first Christmas would have
been like
And I hope yours as well
From my book. 'Masquerades and Puppeteers:TheRebirth'
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