Being given joy was the greatest gift of all back then
Sweets, gifts, and the luxury of time is what we received.
What we didn’t expect was given,
As also what we took for granted was given, too.
Somewhere along our path, we ventured into unknown territory
The sky, an unknown color, overshadowed our view.
The trees, bare and broken were scattered across the road.
It seemed our wonderland was shattered.
It seemed we could never achieve that state of ecstasy ever again.
Somewhere along this path, our wonderment was replaced
With pure cynicism.
No gifts were bestowed in these days.
Or were they?
No, but we could create our own.
Could we sow our own harvest,
Create what we so desired?
Of course.
It will not be easy.
It will not be without work.
But that is where our wonder went.
No, it was replaced.
The wonderment of the unknowns of our reality
Were transformed into something else.
Dreams, Desires, Drive.
What was given is now worked for.
What we live in now is better than before.