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Little Red Sled
by Felix LeRoy Perry
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Ahhh things were so simple then...


Please, look back with me for a moment if you can


Back to the days of my youth and my fondest memories


Christmas back then was always a magical time


Things were slower and there were a lot more trees


 


I remember the vacant lot behind our house


Toboggans, sleds, or just a cardboard box would do


Zipping down the hill with the snow falling


Praying that Santa would bring us a sled brand new


 


Snot frozen sleeves from always runny noses


Mother’s home-made mittens stretched out of shape


Old coverall snow pants patched and worn so thin


It didn’t matter when we made our magic escape


 


Cops and robbers, cowboys and Indians, even soldiers too


I’ll be the good guy, you be the bad guy


It was long before the age of computer


Yet we always seemed to make time fly


 


The day was never long enough, or we so far away that…


We could hear our mothers calling from our backdoor


Come home now kids, suppers getting cold


We’d all race for the comfort of home made food for sure


 


Dump wet clothes in the porch that Mom would hang to dry


Grab a place around the table joking, laughing, cheeks of red


Afterwards in front of tree decorated more with love then money


We’d wear out the Sears and Roebuck before we went to bed


 


Christmas morn would find nine kids with that single magic toy


Perhaps a truck, a dolly for sis or that shiny new red sled


Oranges, tangerines and hard candy filled our stockings hung


Ah, those were the days of Christmas, which still linger in my head.


 


 


 



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Reviewed by Lori Moore
Reminds me of Winter trips to my grandparent's cabin. Nicely done.
Reviewed by jude forese
the christmas of childhood memories never falters ...

wonderful poem ...
Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
AH ! Those truly were the days my friend! why did they come to an end? Thank You so Very Much for these Wonderful memories that I too treasure and miss so very much! You wrote them so perfectly. Gonna be a smiling day now. Thanks. : )
Heaven's Love
Tracey
Reviewed by Kate Clifford
For me it was iceskates and the ice rink my father made, hot chocolate from my mother, ah the simple things :-) Wonderful write thanks for jogging my memory.
Reviewed by Sherry Heim
I certainly remember this spirit, Felix, but since I grew up in Southern California, there was never any snow, so no sled. I recall all the rest, though. The fruit and candy in my stocking was always such a treat. The gifts under the tree really didn't matter all that much, they could have been anything, it was that they were for "US" that made them so special. You rattled so many memories with this. Thank you!
Take care,
Sherry
Reviewed by karen beecher (Reader)
Little red sled!! Ours was not red anymore too worn, but had the same effect. And Christmas morning only one gift which was appreciated more because of the large families we shared with. Ah yes, those were the good old days. Brought back so many memories. Karen
Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers
Felix, These are the fondest of fond memories...We always remember the things we enjoyed most about childhood..and I thank you for sharing yours.

Lisa
Reviewed by Sandie Angel
Those moments were filled with magic in your heart, and it still do. Good write Felix!

Sandie May Angel :o)
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