Every year, on Christmas Eve
we gather at her parents' home.
That has been our tradition
since before I married Joan.
First, the traditional feast of fish,
Lobster and scungelli.
Some pasta shells for Judy
cause fish makes her stomach queasy.
The Men took turns as Santa Claus
when all the kids were small.
I needed pillows way back then,
I've since grown into the role.
My only son, when he was young,
could not say Santa's name.
but boy was he excited
whenever "Ho-Ho" came.
The years fly past. We all grew old
the Children all grew tall.
The little ones are College bound
the oldest works on Wall.
This year was sadly different-
"The patriarch has died
It’s Dolores’ first Christmas
without him by her side.
But if he's not there in the flesh
to joke and beam with pride
I'll put his portrait on a chair
placed near the fireside.
Then when all gifts are given,
and third desserts have been declined.
I'll say, “Christmas is over"
because that always was his line.
Jan 6, 2012
Jan 6, 2012 at 9:04 PM UTC
Every year, on Christmas Eve
we gather at her parents' home.
That has been our tradition
since before I married Joan.
First, the traditional feast of fish,
Lobster and scungelli.
Some pasta shells for Judy
cause fish makes her stomach queasy.
The Men took turns as Santa Claus
when all the kids were small.
I needed pillows way back then,
I've since grown into the role.
My only son, when he was young,
could not say Santa's name.
but boy was he excited
whenever "Ho-Ho" came.
The years fly past. We all grew old
the Children all grew tall.
The little ones are College bound
the oldest works on Wall.
This year was sadly different-
"The patriarch has died
It’s Dolores’ first Christmas
without him by her side.
But if he's not there in the flesh
to joke and beam with pride
I'll put his portrait on a chair
placed near the fireside.
Then when all gifts are given,
and third desserts have been declined.
I'll say, “Christmas is over"
because that always was his line.
Our first family Christmas since the passing of my Father in Law
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