Tin of mom’s pecan fingers
Clove-pierced ham
Cinnamon and butter yams
Brandy-soaked fruitcake
Tastes of Christmas gone by
Tinseled, ornamental tree
Magical lights of color
Ruby red poinsettia
Presents not quite hidden
Sights of Christmas gone by
Tinkly angel candle chimes
Noisy jingle bells
Choirs praising His birth
Ripping wrapping paper
Sounds of Christmas gone by
Tinged by melty marshmallows and chocolate
Incense of midnight mass
Piney needles of a fresh-cut tree
Dough, sugar, butter baking in the oven
Smells of Christmas gone by
Tintless snow upon snow upon snow
Cold insulting rosy red cheeks
Digging snow caves, sledding down hills
Oh, those zippered, fur-collared boots
Winters of Christmas gone by
Memories of Christmas long ago
Cherishing
Embracing
Smiling
Feeling warmth of family
And yearning for fruitcake, angel chimes and the cookies in a tin
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Mary J Melange 
This is truly beautiful, Mary. You just turned a wet blah Saturday into a peaceful time of reflection. Wow, I am impressed. And, you get bonus points.
Thank you so much, Dan. Such kind words!
I’ve been pondering my childhood memories of Christmas the last two weeks, so Linda gave me the perfect impetus with “tin” and bonus points. I really do long for fruitcakes and pecan fingers. Good bad stuff!
I envy your having had a fruitcake that wasn’t better suited for doorstop duty.
This really touched me. I almost always treat SoCS lightly. This was unexpected, sweet.
I never understood why people made fun of fruitcakes until I sampled some of the store-bought yuck. I was used to the homemade recipe from a German grandmother. Yum.
Thanks again for your kind comments, Dan. Merry Christmas!
Lovely ❤️🎄
Thank you, Paula! 🧡
Merry Christmas! Christmas (at least the non-religious part) is all about laughter, music and food. Good poem!
Thanks and I agree, John, about the positive aspects of Christmas – especially when it comes to the music and food!
This is a lovely combination of memories. It’s made me think on what I love most about the season. 💛
I hope you have many wonderful memories to ruminate on, Kaura. Merry Christmas!
Your Christmases have been seriously iconic. Words very evocative of a lot of things I’ve experienced, but all in different places — Most not at home. Lovely stuff, Mary. A very Merry Christmas to you 🙂
Merry Christmas, Joey! I’ve never thought of Christmas past as iconic, but I like that. Lots of great memories for me, but damn, I really am craving the fruitcake. 😏
My mother makes a fruitcake. I’ll see if I can’t get you on her list 🙂