It’s on its
Way making its
Way to you
Brown and furry
Plush and warm
Something that listens
Sometimes to hold
If I could
Have I’d wrapped
Myself up and
Sent me instead
But apart we
Must be this
Christmas you there
So instead I
Sent you me
If I were stuffed
Because every boy
Needs a bear
Funny thing about
Friends you don’t
Need to find
A friend attractive
And you don’t
Need to be
Close to be
Someone’s friend near
Or far ugly
Or pretty friendship
Requires but two
Ingredients to survive
Care and laughter
Call your friend
Today and laugh
They’ll know that
You miss them
A sweater some
Flannels a pair
Of fuzzy socks
One cup of
Marshmallow bobbing cocoa
A choral classic
Of familiar melodies
Glassy spheres of
Varying size and
Color a box
Full of green
Twinkling spaghetti whose
Plugs are buried
Beneath green blue
Red and yellow
Bulbs a kidnapped
Evergreen standing naked
A kaleidoscope of
Paper and ribbon
One closet stocked
Full of toys
A stack of
Holiday cards filled
With warm greetings
These are what
The holidays always
Mean to me
Let’s talk snow
Having grown up
In Wisconsin we
Learned the different
Types of snow
There’s wet snow
And dry snow
There’s blowing snow
And packing snow
There’s brittle snow
And snowglobe snow
There’s flurries and
There’s blizzard snow
There’s barely snow
And white-out snow
Snow is a
Lot like love
To most it’s
Something to avoid
But to those
That know it
Well that’s Wonderland
And one morning
When I was
Ten I opened
The curtains of
My shared bedroom
Wiped the window
Free of frost
And saw Wonderland
My world was
Covered in snow
Like a cake
Blanketed in buttercream
Frosting the pine
Tree boughs heavy
With millions of
Sparkling whipped cream
Diamonds my brothers
And I dashed
Donned in jammies
And robes out
The door skidding
And sliding laughing
Gleefully forming snowballs
Like fluffy balls
Of yarn tossing
Them at each
Other on this
First snow day
As mother greeted
Us with hot
Cocoa and marshmallows
Winter is here
Finally in Wisconsin
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 