Passing the Poetry Torch

I've been including poems with my holiday cards since I was 21 and I sent out Christmas pieces of paper instead of Christmas cards because I was too broke to buy cards. I'm 37 now, so that means I've sent out 16 holiday poems.

And this year, I didn't.

This year, I was working on revisions on my novel and all my creative energy went to that. This year, I sat down at least three times and the words wouldn't come. This year, I wondered if maybe that well had dried up, if I'd said everything there was to say about the holidays and family and goodness and light.

There were a few complaints. And I felt guilty. I'm really pleased people liked them enough to be sad when they ended ... but not enough to try to force something that just wouldn't come. I was telling Beloved about this problem when the little angel piped up that she would be happy to write one. Since I've already sent out my holiday greetings, this year, here are the poems she wrote. I think I'm passing the torch. From now on, there's a new sheriff in town.

Happy holidays to you from the Arens bards!

Snow

Nose

Only

Wow!

Man

Awesome

Nice

Sliding

Lightning-fast

Exciting

Daring

Christ

Holiday

Rejoice

Israel

Stocking

Tinsel

Mary

Angel

Santa

Dreidl

Exciting

Cradle

Elves

Mistletoe

Berries

Embark

Remember