My Christmas Wish List

Inspired By The Holidailies Prompt: That gift you always wanted (and did you get it?)

Photo A.M. Moscoso


The Fiji Mermaid

was just a hoax, she wasn’t real so quit asking for her

for Christmas, your birthday and for Halloween my Mom used to tell me

when those times of the year rolled around and the question of gifts was called.


But I wanted that little Mermaid and I was so convinced that

she was real that I had a place set aside in my room near the window  for the day  that

somebody  in my family would finally see sense and give me the Princess of The Seas

for either Christmas, my birthday or Halloween.


One day, tired of my foolishness,  my  Dad told me  the Fiji Mermaid was part monkey,

part fish she wasn’t real she was just a bunch of dead animal parts stitched together

she was just a prop, as a joke to take money off of gullible people like me, my Dad said with disgust.


But one day I read that the Circus that held a Fiji Mermaid captive

and I was convinced she was a captive

and probably did not give her the respect that a Princess of The Seas deserved

burned to the ground in 1865.


At the same exact time, in another part of the world

there was another Fiji Mermaid held captive under glass

near the Sea, I think it was a museum but I’m not sure.

Wouldn’t you know it? That museum burned down too.


After I learned the stories about the Fiji Mermaids

and how they escaped from their cages

and left a forest of flames behind them, from that point forward

I no longer asked for or wanted a Fiji Mermaid.

Since then I’ve asked for two Fiji Mermaids


I’ve been asking for them since I was a child

for Christmas, my birthday or Halloween

there is  a place for them near a window in my home , a place of honor

set aside specially for a Princess and a Queen who really like fire

and hate being pushed around and made a mockery of




Name That Tune

Published By: : TimeLife
Victorian era illustration of carol singing in bleak midwinter setting.

These are three of my favorite Christmas songs and of course I have little stories for the reason I love them just a little more then others:

The Boar’s Head is a straight up let’s make Merry and have a good time song.  I only listen to it when I’m already in a good mood because I never ever want to associate it with feeling sad:

The Christmas song that isn’t a Christmas song-It’s actually an anti-war song.

I listened to this a lot when the US went into Iraq, I listened to it a lot when Trump actually won the election  in 2017 and I listened to it a lot when Trump lost the election and  up to the time he attempted his  coup d’état.

But when we went into lockdown and my world- what there was of it at that point was gone-poof just like that this song took on a new meaning for me.

I just love it. It’s seen me through some hard times :

It’s not so much the lyrics that I love about this song- it’s the melody. The choir’s voice reminds me of the nights when I would be walking my dog and it would start to snow. The wind would be blowing a little and I could feel the snow landing on my face. Then my dog- one of many that I was lucky enough to have in my life would look up at me  and in that moment the world felt and looked still and quiet and perfect.

And a little sad.

Mark Edwards