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Material Love
July 29, 2018
On a cold winter day,
it is the body heat captured by my $100 Overcoat
that warms me.
Not the love
of my mother who bought it for me
as a Christmas gift during my freshman year of college,
... even though she paid my tuition that year also.
And when the gusts of wind
shove me 'cross the campus sidewalk,
I thank
my Thick Wool Scarf,
Not my sister
who sent me it "because she saw it at the store and knew I would love it."
So when the holidays call me home,
and I gift my dad a loving embrace
and a novel of appreciation
for raising me to be independent and sincere,
I'm not being the "broke college kid"
that they gossip about when I'm in the next room over.
© Sean C., Princeton, IL
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Love is not a material item, but too often I see people try to exchange it as if it were. People trade gifts and money back and forth to show "love," but an object of even the highest quality can fail to express the appreciation one person has for another. I believe that love should be expressed through emotions and genuineness moreso than through physical objects.
Especially in families. There is no amount of objects that I could give to my parents to thank them for everything they've done for me. But when consumeristic culture and its flawed capabilities of showing love collide, people are left confused... hence the ending of the poem.