A Christmas Poem

Mother at Christmas at my sister's house
Mother at Christmas at my sister’s house


A Christmas Poem

Lattes and cookies and kitties with whiskers

Shopping for new clothes all a twitter

When the snow falls, when the cats meow

Brings a smile to my face somehow

When the wind blows and the rain falls

I  find myself shopping at malls.


Cheeks are red and noses like cherries

Sweets are abundant, including the berries

The bears and cubs are now hibernating

As the world is slowly vibrating

Christmas season has passed and then

Another year will begin again.







Day 10 of NaBloPoMo/AUTUMN


      It is probably my favorite of all the seasons. Maybe it is because I was born in October.  Late October!

You know you are really heavily into Autumn when it’s late October going

for November. I love the usual things everyone does, the leaves falling and making a riot of swirling

color all around you.  And the smells, the burning leaves, call me weird but

I especially love the smell of burning leaves. The aroma is mesmerizing.

     Then there are the smells coming out of the kitchen. First your Mother’s kitchen and then your own kitchen.

And even some of us, our daughter’s kitchen.  Hopefully she can cook.

     The soups, the pies, the cookies.  It seems pumpkin pie to pumpkin lattes abound.

Everything is made out of pumpkin!  Actually I think the whole pumpkin thing is a bit overdone.

But I love it while it lasts.

     Now my Mother was a good cook.  She could cook just about anything and make you like it.

But her pies, not so much!  Especially her pie crusts.  They were the worst!  Of course she was dealing with an old coal

stove and you didn’t exactly get even heat throughout the oven. It was either too hot or too cool.  So she struggled with it valiantly.

Strange thing though, we, as kids, loved those pie crusts.  We thought that’s how they were supposed to be.  So I don’t know if

she actually thought the crusts were good, because we always told her we loved it.  Or if she knew the truth and just kept it to herself?

     But back to Autumn, I can’t forget Halloween!  It was a great time for kids.  The dressing up and going around to the people

you knew and begging candy.  But in those days or maybe it was just back East, if you didn’t perform a song or dance for the people,

they didn’t give you a treat.  So we had to bone up on our singing and dancing well in advance.  And then they would give you money

if they really liked you.  So it was even more of a motivation to do good. We usually came home with enough movie money for a week!

     I loved Autumn as a kid because it usually was snowing some days by then and we could go sled riding. Now that was fun!

We had fun and we got hurt a lot.  Mostly cuts and scrapes though.  Sled riding was the most fun of the Autumn and Winter

Of course you couldn’t stay out too long or you would freeze.  But down the hills we flew!  Unafraid in our  childish glee.

    Now the  leaves back East were a plethora of colors and it was fun walking to school and shuffling through them. Much easier than the

snow that was to come.  Even though we loved the winter.

     But living in California these many years now, although I sometimes miss the leaves and the snow,  I really can’t complain as we do have some

wonderful weather  to make up for any loss.

     I do miss the Autumn of my youth, the smells, the football games, the good food and yes even the soggy pie crusts!