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Carol Tallman Jones
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 December© 1983 by Carol Tallman Jones -- All Rights ReservedWhen I was naïve and my children were small 
I shopped all December to please one and all.I spent endless hours searching through stores in kiddie departments behind swinging doors. Peering through windows and climbing up stairs for little stuffed kittens and puppies and bears. Scanning through catalogues, for each gift just right, from wee hours of morning till way late at night. Undaunted by blizzards through snowdrifts I'd plod where nary a man nor a snowplow dare trod for slinkys and wagons and shiny tricycles my ears near frost-bitten with laden icicles. Through novelty shops and displays oh so grand struggling through crowds with charge card in hand. Scrutinizing dollies with eyes that would cry squeezing and touching each for to buy. At last on the Eve, with gifts all so chosen I'd cart them all home, my fingers half-frozen. Hand picking gift paper and matching each bow I'd tediously wrap them so nothing would show. Then on Christmas morning at five after three I'd position each treasure well under the tree. I would, in my nighty all wrinkled and pink slip back into bed for one extra wink. Morning would come and the children with glee and sparkling eyes would run to the tree and with all of the grace of unyoked young oxes rip open the presents and play with the boxes. :) cj  One Gift© 1983 by Carol Tallman Jones -- All Rights Reserved
Saint Nicholas, one holiday season Did budget his funds for good reason He sent from above just one gift: of love -- and was hung by his bootheels for treason. :) cj
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