This insightful and amusing post on the five best gifts of all time (stick, box, string, cardboard tube, and dirt) reminds me of a poem that I wrote years ago that won a contest in the now-defunct magazine Beginnings. It seems rather fitting during this holiday season.
Save Your Money Next Time and Just Give Me the Box
Thank you Mother,
for the red, aerodynamic toboggan
that I found under the Christmas tree this morning,
with its chiseled runners and precision steering wires.
But Mother dearest,
in the future, please know
that I have found nothing more exhilarating
than a steep, muddy hill
and a sturdy refrigerator box.