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Christmas Key

by Thomas K. Hunt

The key hangs untouched
For 364 days
For the day after Christmas
Is the day I put it away

It’s getting on to the Yule Tide
The one that comes every year
Where smiling eyes are all around
And hearts that count are here

Each year is more of a struggle
Still we reach the journeys end
To find that we’re not just family
We are also the best of friends

The holiday gift is not a package
No price tag to cut and hide
It’s a celebration of a birthday
Shared with loved ones by your side

We remember the unforgettable
Give thanks to all that’s new
Once again, savor the innocence
Of a child’s dream come true

One more memory to add to the last
Of love, warmth, and joy
One more feeling of what was
That still touches this little boy

When the day is over
The memories are locked away
And the key put back in its place
For the next 364 days







12/12/2003

Author's Note: Happy Holidays everyone

Posted on 12/12/2003
Copyright © 2020 Thomas K. Hunt

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Maureen Glaude on 12/12/03 at 05:44 PM

what a fine job of a gift theme poem you've done. The greatest gift of all, to be celebrated. Wonderful.

Posted by Brian Francis on 12/14/03 at 07:42 PM

Nice work Thomas. keep it up. --bf

Posted by Sam Roberts on 12/14/03 at 09:29 PM

You need to teach me how to write happy poems *sigh* Hehe, lovely work x

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 12/15/03 at 12:30 PM

Well written reflection on Christmas. There is a poignancy here--the suggestion that all of Christmas Yule Tide is locked away for another year. Can it be true? Perhaps I should say, "Should it be true?" Thought provoking poem.

Posted by Jennifer Ragan on 12/08/06 at 07:04 PM

This is lovely

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