Anticipation

We learn as children
At Christmas time the
Thrill of anticipation trying
To fall asleep late Christmas
Eve waking in anticipation as
We throw off the covers race
To the Fir tree to see what Santa Claus has left us
Then sit drink our first
Cup of coffee as we
Are all kids at heart
On Christmas
Morning no
Matter
How
Blasé we
May pretend
To be we now can
Savor anticipation
Easily at our age
As a friend is a
Present we
Give our
Self at
Any age
Which means
We don’t have
To clean up the mess
Of wrapping paper
Nor endure the
Pang of a gift
Broken the
Day we
Get it
If you chose
Your friends wisely.