My New­found­land Christ­mas Mem­o­ries

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A few days be­fore Christ­mas Dad would go in the woods and cut a tree, He’d drill holes and in­sert branches to make it per­fect and pretty. Mom would pull out the box of dec­o­ra­tions and the star for the top, Be care­ful with the blue glass or­na­ments so they wouldn’t drop. Our tree was al­most all blue with a lit­tle red here and there, The lights out­side on the house were al­ways blue too and another colour ne’er. We al­ways opened our gifts Christ­mas Eve night, And all get new pa­ja­mas which was al­right. Mom would have the tur­key al­ready on cook­ing and the veg­eta­bles to soak, At mid­night we’d have a lit­tle plate of tur­key and a glass of coke. In the morn­ing there would be Santa gifts and stock­ings full of treats, We would en­joy them all un­til Jiggs’ Din­ner was ready to eat. Watch­ing Christ­mas movies was al­ways a favourite of mine, Also fam­ily and friends drop­ping by dur­ing Christ­mas time. — Sub­mit­ted by Ali­cia ‘Ce­leste’ Loughrey of Ajax, ON,

for­merly of North­ern Bay.

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