Christmas 2001

Christmas 2001

Mike and Jann flew down this year
But in advance of Santa.
Sammy, Heather and Carie settle for Mickey Mouse.
Visits mean more now, so a side trip
To Gramps and Grammy and Uncle Dat
Allows a glimpse, brings energy to the house.

A white Buffalo, born in 1995, was our clue
That maybe somehow something would hit
To make human contact with nature important again.
We’re gathered, yet apart. Far too individual to
Remember when tribes were the only way to survive.
Oil did it.. Energy gives a chance to see friends.

Twenty dollar checks to hundreds of charities
Chip away at the mounds of guilt piled by
Knowing we have so much more than most.
Are there enough hugs to breach the wide gap
Between urban dwellers and the golfing set?
Something hit all right, but can we accomplish, or do we coast?

Two thirds of the family passes this way:
It’s Christmas, drink eggnog, talk turkey, hold hands,
Be happy that life keeps its promise again.
Fly south, send out greetings, don’t waste a drop.
Spend time solving your city’s plight.
Offer your services, be selfless this year, make some new friends.




Copyright, Doug Stuber, 2001. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given, and with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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