The Family Business

“Mom!” shouted Julie,

As she called for help, ambulance & police.

“There’s a fire at next door it seems,

I can smell it & see the beams.”

“Good job darling.” exclaimed Mrs. Erickson carefree.

“Your senses’ work would pay,

As it might get our family prosperity & gay.

Tell father, grandmother, grandfather & everyone who comes in way,

That for saving their house, we would get presents, gifts, chocolates & pay.”

“Say father: would we be going out tonight?

Visiting malls & having dinner with lights?”

“Yes sweetie. We’ll change our mood.

And have excellent food.

For you two have forgotten in your dreams & ease,

That there were cookies being made

& lightening being done

For the Christmas Eve.

By Ashima Madan

‘05