I know the Christmas season has come and gone, but I feel that I did not give justice to my first Christmas away from home.  Plus I recently had a LOT of time to think (which will be a topic on its own) and in these hours of self-entertainment, I conducted a short poem.  I apologize for its cheesiness…but isn’t that what the holidays are all about??

A Taiwanese Christmas

‘Twas the evening of Christmas and all were away

From our families and homes where we usually stay.

We all worked that day and the next day as well.

Pretty weird for our Christmas but a good story to tell.

Still the stockings were hung and our puppy was dressed

In a cute little sweater that was sure to impress.

And a fake Christmas tree hung with lights on a rope,

With ornaments of actors from a Taiwanese soap.

Then our friends started coming.  They brought good food and cheer.

(and we’re all in our 20s but yet no one brought beer?!)

Dan carved the turkey and I poured the wine,

And we all served ourselves in a buffet-style line.

There was cocoa and Bailey’s and ridiculous sweaters,

In attempt to feel cold in this Taiwanese weather.

We watched a new movie and made gingerbread men.

Overall I’d give the night a 9 out of 10.

But the thing that was missing I’d personally say,

were the people I’m usually with on this day.

But my family was coming to town the next night,

My Taiwanese Christmas turned out pretty alright.

So there you are…the product of 10 days of silence (that story to come…)