Christmas Long Ago: Mom

Though you miss Alabama holidays
with 15-feet Christmas trees,
brood passingly over our paltry
decorations; be ready for this tease:

add our height -- the four of us,
and you have a family 23 feet tall.
Of course you'd be on top
because you're our angel, ya'll.

Christmas Long Ago: Dad

To track down the proverbial merry old fellow

famous for his flights through the night air,
I'd have to admit you're the logical choice,
noting you make up in wit what you lack in hair.

Not that I deduced this from a chimney
trip or greeting you might toss.
In the spirit of true Christmas, I saw
Mommy kiss you, Santa Claus.