My Childhood Christmas



My parents were a June – December romance.

Dad, older had, three other children.

This put me in a strange position.

Nieces and nephews being near my age.

My brother’s children were little monsters.

Destruction and terror reigned their lives.

I learned quickly about my Christmas gifts.

Joy in opening them.

Happiness in unpacking and assembling them.

Ecstasy for a few hours.

Then pack them away

Put them away and hide them.

Before Satan’s spawn arrived for Christmas dinner. 



Roy Richard

December 2023