I went to a High School where a lot of rich kids went and a lot of them went on Christmas Break to go Skiing. My family never did, but a lot of them did. So this is kind of what I imagined it would be like from some of the stuff I heard around school. With a good bit of fantasy thrown in and some sour grapes too... Being one of the only Jews in the school and never getting to celebrate a holiday that got rubbed in my face year after year... Yes, folks it's another 'story style poem' The snow begins
and the skiers
start pouring in,
it's winter in Aspen...
At night
the doors are locked tight
and in ever window
a light
glows ever-bright,
romance is in the air,
in fact
it's everywhere...
Ski slopes
are abound
with ski bunnies
just waiting
for the right guy
to come around.
Honeymooning newlyweds
snuggle by warm
cozy fires;
dreaming
of their life
that lies ahead,
together.
As they exchange
shy glances
the fire leaps and dances.
The bars filled
by quite a few
looking for
a meaningful relationship
or two.
It's now
December 25
and the party scene
is coming alive!
the hotels
are all decked out,
wreathes are hung
on all the doors,
eggnog punches
are made
from secret family recipes
in bunches.
Pine trees
are being strung
with popcorn decorations,
Christmas carols
are being sung,
there's peace
and goodwill
toward everyone!
Hooray,
it's Christmas in Aspen today!
Now's the time
to live it up
and to celebrate,
in the days that follow
Christmas
and New Years
you can bet
you won't be
feeling too great;
In fact,
you'll probably
be living
on coffee
and old fashion
aspirin!
It's Christmas in Aspen...
Written by, Ayla Wolffe(sometime in the eighties)©2008