Things were different then. Almost a to faded memory to recall. Shrouded grey figures now, gathered around a modest tree with simple heart warming gifts. A simpler time when money was not something you needed a great deal of to bring someone joy. Where family was always there and gifts weren't the most important. I beg for those days back, but those days are just memories. Maybe if the future will allow, this old man will become that boy again, to relive those happy memories once again.