This poem came to me in the dead of the night, and I couldn't sleep until I jotted it down blindly with a lipliner pencil into a tiny notebook on my nightstand. I entered it into a local writing contest to win second place and have it published in the local newspaper.
Twas’
Christmas twenty-seventeen,
And all were
at rest.
The heat in
the house
Being
monitored by Nest.
The screens
all plugged in,
Charging up
with care.
The high
frequency router
Putting waves
through the air.
The kids in
their beds
Were dreaming
of gifts,
Like iPhones
and Xbox
To watch
their Netflix.
But mom had
done
What she not
even dare,
As the gifts
of twenty-seventeen
Were wrapped
with such care.
There wasn’t
one single phone,
Tablet or TV.
Not one
wifi-enabled device
Under the tree.
Mom had just
enough
Of her
zombie-eyed troop.
It was time
to put life
Back into her
group.
So on
Christmas morning,
The kids all
came down.
Couldn’t wait
to text friends
All over
their town.
Just waiting
to post pics
Of all they
had got,
Adding filters
to selfies
In just the
right spot.
Mom and dad
sat,
As their kids
opened their stuff.
They knew
what came next
Might be a
bit rough.
“Um, mom, I
think something
May have been
forgotten?”
Said one of
the kids,
With a face
that looked rotten.
“I think I
had asked for
An iPhone Z3,
But I don’t
see more gifts
Wrapped under
our tree”.
“And, in my
stocking,”
They heard
another kid say,
“There’s no
gift card for iTunes
For more
music to play!”
“I’m sorry,”
said mom,
“There won’t
be any screens,
The internet
says they give
Anxiety to
teens”.
“Instead you
will find
Books and a
new pair of socks,
You won’t
find any phone
Inside of
that box.”
“We’re going
to play games,
But you won’t
need a remote.
Here’s a
Battleship game,
You try
sinking my boat”.
“Maybe we’ll
go carolling,
Visit gramps
and gran,
And we won’t
even post that
On
Instagram!”
“I like all
electronics
Near as much
as you do,
But the thing
that’s forgotten?
Well, that
would be you!”
“We’ve
decided to make
Some memories
this year.
We won’t need
Twitter
To bring us
good cheer”.
“I promise
you kids
It’s going to
be fun.
Our list of
events
Has only
begun!”
“We’re going
to buy mitts,
And take them
out to the street.
There are
people out there
Who have
nothing to eat”.
“Then we’ll
strap on our skates
And take to
the ice.
The Forks has
a trail that
I hear is
quite nice”.
“At the end
of the day
I feel you’ll
agree,
The best gift
you got
Was time with
our family”.
The whole family
agreed,
And mom
hugged each one near.
Merry
Christmas to all,
And a happy New Year!
And a happy New Year!
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