Well I just remembered, <br />in fact I never have forgot. <br />One December morning <br />many years ago. <br />It was Christmas day, <br />the family, five of us, <br />all gathered around <br />for the usual opening <br />of the Christmas gifts from Santa. <br />Which on a Christmas morning <br />beneath the tree are found. <br />Our daughter Alice <br />had the biggest gift, <br />which she quickly opened <br />with excited tearing of the wrapping <br />and then she saw the picture, <br />on the outside of the box. <br />Well she just stared, <br />then ran away, to a nearby space. <br />And ran and ran in circles calling, <br />it’s a car, it’s a car, it’s a car! <br />And she just kept on doing this, <br />occasionally checking back to see, <br />if it was truly true, <br />or she was only dreaming <br />about that car beneath the tree. <br />Finally she sat down, <br />all dizzy in a spin. <br />And when we unpacked the car <br />and she was sat within, <br />the light that shone upon her face <br />was bright enough to light <br />a thousand living rooms, <br />and made all our hearts <br />so very warm <br />and full of her delight. <br />Recently I asked her <br />About that joyous time, <br />and she warmly told me <br />“That’s a distant memory dad! <br />But while were on the subject <br />there’s this little car I saw.” <br />That quiet and soulful statement, <br />puts me in a dizzy spin. <br />And makes me wonder <br />if Christmas ever ends.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dizzy-spin/
