Holiday Observance by Michael Ceraolo

 Holiday Observance

Even as a child

I never dreamed of a white Christmas

(just like the ones we used to know)

But recently

I dreamed of a white New Year's Eve

(just like the ones we've never known):

enough snowfall that last hour of the year

to keep inside those who come out at midnight

to shoot off guns and firecrackers

I was awakened from the dream

by those guns and firecrackers