Good Grief, Charlie Brown



Christmas at our house was not complete

until the children, snug in their

security blankets, watched

“A Charlie Brown Christmas,”

and I knew, even then, Mr. Schultz

would live forever.



Sweet Lucy, I learned, was created

in memory of a girl he once loved,

and Snoopy was really his own dog

named Spike, inspiration for the familiar

“Happiness is a warm puppy.”



They asked him why he chose to draw

cartoons. “Because,” he said,

if I didn’t, my life would have no

meaning.”

Words spoken softly.



I have my own special little Snoopy,

a wind-up toy, who affords laughs

at Christmastime.

My children, now grown, their once-a-year

Charlie-brown faces smiling, mutter

“Good grief, Mom...”



Good night, Mr. Schultz, wherever you are...

Christmas would not be the same without you.

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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

thanks for following up my piece the other day "Ode to Charles Schultz" PBS has been running bio specials on him if you get a chance to watch it it's very interesting..