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The Christmas of In-between
Poetry in Prose


Not yet a teen, but more than a child, this little woman not yet gone wild. Dreams were a mystery, a magic and charm…she held them closely, they kept her from harm.  The year, nineteen hundred and sixty-two, she, the older sister to two.  "Please keep the secret", mother asked in delicate tone, "never let on," and in this, she was alone.  To know for once, an adult, was she, and kept the secret of Santa, alone, the eldest of the three.

And Christmas was coming, the days wrapped in glee…Mom handed out boxes to be wrapped by all three!  "Now this is yours, wrap it up fine, no shaking or looking, or you'll lose it in time!"  Oh the giggling and slight jiggling, the quest to wrap quiet, but the wonder and looks, oh my goodness, a riot!

And soon Christmas Eve, the night of the Book, oldest sis stood back, and took in the looks of her sister and brother, all wrapped up in cheer, and she, the eldest, knew the real story this year.

A burden it was not to let them in to the secret she knew the line was quite thin of being an adult and being a child; to sit quietly, or in joy go wild!  Oh she bounced, oh the joy, to share this with the girl and boy! But no, she had to remain so quiet, and inside her, bounced this joyous riot!  It's "Mom and Dad" who should claim the respect! of all the Christmas joyous havoc! But mother had said "please remember, dear, it's Santa who holds this time of year!"  And then in most quiet voice, Mom said "it's your choice" and daughter thought, being the eldest now, that in her hands, she would keep this vow.

But this time, this year, something different reigned…Mom and Dad spoke of God's domain, and of His Son, and of His Plan, and in all of the things within God's command.

The eldest listened; most entranced was she, to hear the thoughts that enraptured all three.  And somehow that night, she encompassed it all, and in light of wisdom, she began to stand tall.

Now, the tree was lit, the pine smell was pungent, and straight to bed, all three children went. But the eldest, oh, she could not sleep, and she waited, until the night sounds were deep. Quietly, she soon crept out of her bed, and toward the light, her feet were led.  She peeked in, and at the sight she found, and quietly gasped, O that sound!

The tree was lit most brilliantly; the packages fairly gleamed! And she looked on most silently on a spiritual time, it seemed.  The room was not as was when she departed, now the lodging sparkled, the magic imparted.  It was as if there, Santa had been, and God had come too, his Son he did send.  For a bible lay atop her small pile of treasures, unwrapped but golden, in splendid measure.  And she knew then she should not have glanced, and returned to her room, her thoughts entranced.

To take the mix of Santa and God, to blend the causes bright, came to her in most magical clause, that one very long ago night.  To gift and give, as God had done, to share the joys with His Son, to share these gifts Oh! every day, to walk in some shine as He lights the way…

This then is one Christmas, most resplendent, but as she learned that very night, it is always in how one spends it.

To add to this mix of memory and cheer, follow your ways at least once a year; and this is just my gift to you...Do unto others, as you would have them do...

Merry Christmas, to all of my wonderful Poets at PiP!

~*~

This is in thanks
to my Mom and Dad….
my brother and sister,
for giving me great dreams
within all of the reality
of our every day lives.

~*~

Revised.

© Copyright 2005 Karilea Rilling Jungel - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 2005-12-19 08:13 PM



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2 posted 2005-12-19 08:15 PM


Karilea~
Softest *sighs*
of realize ...
at just how lovely this is~

Thank you~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

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let me know when it is LOVE that I find*~ <))><

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3 posted 2005-12-19 08:21 PM




Warm Christmas Wishes
hugs, Chrislane
~~~~~~

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4 posted 2005-12-19 08:28 PM



This is beautifully written, as your word gifts always are.
Merry Christmas, dearest Karilea!

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5 posted 2005-12-19 09:18 PM


Sissie...This makes me want to be part of that "real" family of yours!  Marry Christmas, always in all ways!  
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6 posted 2005-12-19 11:31 PM


Thanks Sis! We carry such wonderful memories dormant in our souls and it takes people like you to make them live again. Thank you so much! I love you.
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