Twelve Days of Christmas #1: Partridge Feathers And Pears

On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me, a partridge in a pear tree!

"Partridge in a Pear Tree" by Etsy
(Polyvore)

High above in the sky was a whistle I heard

A whistle vibrantly sung with elegance

And when I heard the song I wondered

In my head, whether I would dance

Upon the clouds perhaps?

Kind of like jumping on your bed as a child

Except that the blankets and pillows flew

Higher and higher as you jumped

With the tears at the seams sending feathers

Up like a partridge and back down again.

“Hey look at all the snow!”

I'd point my fingers at all the feathers.

“The partridge left us a surprise”

Though I didn't quite believe my eyes

Not even for a moment, until now

Sweet as a pear was the moment

That I cherished it with a hugging embrace

I clung to the sweet flavor rolling on my cheeks

The red ones that made my face warm

Like the cotton mittens that I used to wear

When throwing snowballs in the air

For we were just children back then

When simple things seemed to matter most

But now with out busiest days at the desk

Writing out notes and shipping labels

It wasn't the same as a lick and paste

It was more complex than that

Or so it seemed at the time, but

Looking back at it all,

We can embrace the gifts of being young

For the years go by faster than we'd like

And although we are but older ladies and gents

We might still sing carols and “la la la's”

'Cause it is in the spirit of it all

The innocent spirit of a child's eyes

That we can see the spirit of Christmas.

Question: "What childhood memories remind you of the spirit of Christmas?"