December 21st……….“WHEN YOU WERE A LITTLE BOY, ON YOUR FARM IN MINNESOTA, WHAT WAS A CHRISTMAS TOY YOU YEARNED FOR BUT NEVER RECEIVED”???
POEM – “To Imbrue The View” by N. Elliott Noorlun.
Christmas flew right by, For this little guy,
Santa’s bag just couldn’t quite hold,
A “View-Master” toy, For this farm boy,
That could bring great joys untold.
In the days after Christmas, Dad pointed our car,
To take us to Albert Lea,
To visit our cousins, And experience their toys,
Oh their “View-Master” filled me with glee!!
While our parents drank coffee, That smelled so fair,
With that beaned aroma, That filled the air,
I’d be cuddled near window, To get lots of light,
Then insert a pic reel, Filled with wonders of sight!
There was breathtaking scenery, And Disney, too,
As I clicked forward each reel, To bring them in view.
Their colors were vibrant, Each storyline great,
Such a childhood epiphany, I just couldn’t wait.
My cousins were patient, There in Albert Lea,
As they shared their “View-Master”, With little boy me.
Heck, even adults, Enjoyed seeing us thrive,
With “View-Master” journeys, Those pics came alive!!! 😉