With our daughter having the full week before Christmas off, we changed things up and visited the Florida relatives before Christmas this year. Returning home today, the excitement level on the plane was palpable. This year we learned new things about the Florida folk, precisely (I think) because we entered their life at a different point. Things were not as orchestrated. They felt more real. Us? Them? Who knows exactly? Best of all, we still have Christmas to come.
The flight was filled
With small excited voices.
As we headed home,
They set out North
To find snow,
Christmas cookies,
Probably a grandparent
Or two.
Any snow we had before we left
Is now days gone.
Still…
Tomorrow is the tree,
Lessons and carols while we wrap.
A different order to things this year
From last.
Florida, then Christmas.
We return home as others leave.
The cat answers the door;
He does not remember
Another order.
Here are still warm laps
To fill,
A food dish,
A new toy.
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