THE GHOSTS

 OF 

CHRISTMAS PAST

continue to rattle their chains...

Baby's first Christmas...

I loved that Monkey.You threw a penny in his outstretched hands / when the copper of the penny hit a metal disc/his roller skate wheels were activated/I'm not sure it ever really worked

only today/I noticed/my mother wrote /on the back of this:"Karen,poor,pitiful Karen..."

 

Christmas/filled with glitter/and teen angst 

Santa survived/his music box/long silenced/until that Christmas/my son turned the key/
the music box played...