The Creative Version

When I sat down to write our annual Christmas letter, I got the itch to do something a little different.  So I carefully crafted a poem that chronicled our adventures this year.  When I proposed both versions to G. he preferred the traditional letter.  I agree there’s a lot left unsaid in the poem version, but I still wanted to put it out there.  I do know that I have a handful of people still waiting for their card (I’ve never claimed to be perfect!) but I thought tonight was as good a night as any to share.   I’d love to hear your thoughts, so please, post a comment!  If you want the traditional version too, let me know and I’ll get that posted as well.  Which reminds me…is there are an etiquette rule for Christmas card lists?  Meaning, if we don’t receive one…ever…from someone, should we keep sending ours?  Just wondering….

excited, we rang
in the year
waiting, worrying
wondering how we’d

could it be?
so early, so unprepared
so what.
lesson plans
school, speeding

we walk in, the last
time we are two
our home, the cocoon
time stands still
I see hours I’d
long since forgotten
why not write e-mails
at 3:15am?

God’s plan for
our lives.
We wait.  We pray.
With hope, we
slowly adjusting
to our newfound roles

we fly
we share
celebrating an academic

savoring summer
through family
picnics, perfect flurries
and hammock time
we relax.

we fly
at night, delayed.
we run
we make it
we learn, we connect
we think about
the memories made

we camp
we mourn and celebrate
his life
counting our blessings
and allowing our memories
to keep us company.

we run
work, we run
and run, training
for the race
I compete

we read
write, work
and study
we manage
of drop-offs
and pick-ups.

we cherish
each day.

I fly
and miss
my boys
I revisit
and reminisce
new memories
with the old.

we celebrate
and reflect
on the year’s
worth of

sharing joy
offering hope
accepting His gift
and reflecting
this holiday


2 thoughts on “The Creative Version

  1. You know I love your poetry. Your punctuation here reminds me of Katie. Ah, writing group, how I miss thee!

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