Things I Wanted For Christmas Poem by Marilyn Lott

The things I wanted for Christmas
Were very dear to me
I’m not sure I asked for most of them
For they cost too much, you see.

A dollhouse in Sears and Roebuck catalog
Haunted me each and every year
It was filled with life-like furniture
The windows were sturdy and clear.

And then there was the outfit
I would look so perfect in
A red cowgirl outfit it was
Well, it wasn’t like it was a sin.

But most of all I must tell you, my friends
That my heart beat fast and sure
When this bicycle I wanted went by my house
It was almost more than I could endure.

It was a beauty, oh, how I wanted one
Blue with cream-colored trim
The girl just rode by so calmly
While I felt green envy up to my chin.

But now, I look back and smile a bit
Kinda wonder why I felt such a fuss
When I think about all of the things
That as a kid, I wanted for Christmas.