Early in the morning,
My sisters woke me up.
It was still a little dark out.
The three of us sat on the very top step.
Waiting in our pajamas,
Until Mom and Dad woke up and let us go downstairs.
My parents bedroom door creaked open...
Then in a dangerous thunder of skinny legs and elbows,
We stampeded down the stairs.
I don't remember half of what I got.
But I remember sitting on that step with my sisters,
The feeling in my heart of anticipation.
The camaraderie we felt.
The time I spent with my family,
That was the real magic of it all.