Re-Living Christmas: Cherished moments and memories #3

Loving most

About the Christmas holidays

Was sleeping late

And waking up late

Without bells ringing in my ears.

It was just about the only time

Of the year

When I didn’t have to worry

About school -

The last class being a distant memory

And the next class being a distant future.

It was just about the only time

When I would be allowed to watch as much TV as I wanted

And stay up late into the night

without worrying about waking time.

It always felt good to repay myself

All those reluctant evenings

and early cold mornings

of the school going days.

But, to me, the best time of it all

Was when the short rains came.

It’s our tropical version of winter…

And one of my treasured memories

Is the pattering sound of raindrops on our tin roof —

Loud enough to shut all but essential conversation,

And sensual enough to envelop you in a cocoon of your own comfort.

It always reminded me of Mum,

Or my elder sister,

Patting and soothing me to sleep.

Surely, this must be the feeling

That Don Williams must had in mind

When he sang about

The rhythm

Of the falling rain.

To this day,

The sound of raindrops

Is the only excuse I need

To snuggle

Or get under the covers.

*Follow us in the next two months, in this “Re-living Christmas’ series, to catch a glimpse of cherished moments and memories of our time.