Tradition?

Posted January 6th, 2009 at 6:03 pm / Poetry / Author: Laura

Tradition?

By: Laura Tidwell

Christmas is a Time
For families
To gather ‘round.
To visit with friends
Or to go out of town.
What we do is different
Every year.
We haven’t got traditions
We express very clear.
We’ve been to Vale, Colorado
And Ocho Rios, Jamaica too.
We’ve been to Florida, and Cancun…
We have stayed home and
Gathered for an hour,
Then left with our friends
After we devoured
All that we wanted of
What was in the kitchen.
We do our own thing
A Sorta’ selfish mission.
I try to see a
Movie with my mom,
When I am home
For a holiday.
But we live together,
So I usually don’t
Because time from school
Is when I go away.
I feel slightly guilty
When I am gone
About all of us
Living this like this…
One thing my mom
And I do as a tradition
That bonds us more closely
And eases the shopping list
Is we try to pick out earrings
The other will approve of
And wear with pride,
And absolutely love.
If I get her some she can wear
She puts them on everyday of the year.
Other then that…we don’t do tradition
We just kinda live in our own little vision.