-A poem to my family-
-Which I wrote in like 10 minutes-
What makes a holiday?
Are they the traditions?
The things you receive?
Or could it possibly be the atmosphere?
And the people within the atmosphere?
The home-like feel you receive when you are in the atmosphere with the right people
Childhood
Do you remember it?
For me, personally, it was a blissfully innocent time
There were no worries
No strifes
You were growing
You were learning
You had not a thing to worry about
Except
If your stuffed animals got along
If you could eat your favorite snacks
If you could play with your best friends every day
If you got presents on your birthday
And if they weren't clothes
If you were able to watch your favorite tv shows
If you got to get ice cream
If you got exactly what you wanted
But
In the end
Your favorite holiday was always Christmas
Over your birthday
Over any other holiday
You got toys
You got to play with your cousins
You got to see your faraway relatives
There!
That's it!
It wasn't the presents
It wasn't the candy
It wasn't the stockings
You never fully recognized it
Not when you were little
It was the family you'd get to see
The millions of cousins
The millions of aunts and uncles
You were happy just seeing them
You enjoyed the vivid homey-comfort you'd receive from them being there
The taking turns while opening presents
When you were told to wait to open your presents so everyone could film each one of you opening your presents
You'd open it
It'd be
A stuffed animal
A cool new toy
A box of your favorite candy
A new dress-up costume
You were the center of attention
Everyone would be silently filming you
Taking pictures of you
They'd be waiting for your reaction
But
The joy wasn't the result of receiving the toy
It was them
The person you received it from
You hadn't realized it until now
But that's okay
Because you were a kid
You were still growing
You still didn't understand the world
It was new to you
But now
It's an old/new world
And you're okay with that
You can understand the important things
Like family
Who are you going to be with for the holidays?
