The journey from there to here
A Song in Progress
Published on December 24, 2007 By Gideon MacLeish In Misc

This is a song I've been working to put together right for awhile. It still needs work, but I thought I'd present it as is. Merry Christmas, JU!

It was Christmas Eve in nineteen seventy something,
The trees hung heavy with the winter snow.
We sledded down the hills in cardboard boxes
We huddled up and shivered from the cold.

We lived in a small two bedroom apartment
My mom, two brothers, a sister and me,
We'd come home every day and make our dinner
While mom finished her shift at the factory.

But Christmas time was always something special
We didn't have much but we did it right.
We worked hard every day to make our dinner,
So we would not be hungry Christmas night.

We wrapped presents that we'd bought down at the thrift store,
Hung sweatsocks up on the wall with care,
Sure we were broke and didn't have a penny,
But for just this one night, we didn't care.

Our artificial tree was made of tinfoil,
Half the lights we hung on it were gone,
The cookie Santa ornament was half eaten,
And there were no decorations on the lawn.

We leaned the tree up because the stand was broken,
And tinsel hung from everything in sight,
We wrapped our presents up in Sunday comics,
All to celebrate this very special night.

We wrapped presents that we'd bought down at the thrift store,
Hung sweatsocks upon the wall with care,
Sure, we were broke and didn't have a penny,
But for just this one night, we didn't care.

On Christmas Eve we went to sleep at midnight,
In joyous expectation of the day,
We knew we wouldn't get that much for presents,
But we'd celebrate the season anyway.

Suddenly the front door burst wide open,
There stood the tallest Santa I ever saw,
His Santa suit barely made it to the ankles,
And his cotton beard was falling off.

In his arms, he held two big sacks of groceries,
And we watched as he brought presents by the score,
He replaced our tinfoil tree with a real one,
So big we could hardly fit it through the door.

And we piled the groceries upon the table,
There was so much that it could hardly bear,
Sure, we'd go back to being broke tomorrow,
But for just this one night, we didn't care.


Comments
on Dec 24, 2007
Nice, and in the true spirit of Christmas!
on Dec 24, 2007
Reminds me a lot of my youth.
on Dec 24, 2007
Have a wonderful Christmas with your family Gideon!