Christmas Eves of Yore

The whole family
would gather for ham dinner
with scalloped potatoes,
beer & vodka slushies
to beat the snow.
You sprang
for shrimp cocktail;
someone probably brought
deer sausage.
Children of all ages sat,
coloring. You can see us
grow up
in those coloring book pages.
I never won anything
from my scratch-ticket prizes,
and don’t buy them now.
But I feel lucky
because I still see you laughing.