Magic Moments

I remember

Opening presents as a child,

That magical moment

When the gift

Is revealed.

The hiccup of pleasure

Bubbling up

And escaping in a squeal

Of excitement.

If we could only capture

That moment

And keep it in our hearts

To feed

The dull and disappointed days

We grind through as adults.

Wrap it up

In tissue and tinsel

And keep it close.

The feeling is the gift.