Is it that time of year again? <br />When the spicy forest scent <br />Of fresh pine boughs <br />The neon glittering <br />Of fluorescent lights <br />The gentle crackling <br />Of new wrapping paper <br />Take us back <br />To memories long passed, <br />When we showed up <br />Out of nowhere <br />On your doorstep, <br />Cheeks flushed with cold <br />Arms laden with gifts <br />Grinning and hugging, <br />Saying, “Just because”. <br /> <br />Is it that time of year again? <br />When the little old man <br />Selling branches of holly <br />At the park on the corner <br />Squatted down to a little girl <br />And smiling kindly, <br />Handed her a branch, <br />And said, “For you, little miss, <br />Just because.” <br /> <br />Yes, it’s that time of year again, <br />When everyone gives <br />And everyone gets, <br />Just because.<br /><br />Leslie Ching<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-because-40/
