Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

Tradition

I should go and bring some Christmas.
I should go and bring some cheer.
I should buy the tree and put up the lights
and bake cookies for them
and the dogs.
I should go and bring some Christmas.
The kind we never had when I was growing up.
One with quiet,
and laughter,
and the smell of pie baking in the oven.
Not the backyard,
dog shit,
poison ivy,
dirt trail,
run into the ground,
leading no where,
wreath
hanging on a door
no one can see from the street,
screaming,
remote,
crying,
showerless,
struggle,
burn the dinner,
blame
game,
t.v. re-run,
Christmas.
I should go and bring some Christmas.
But who am I to break
our traditions?