Christmas Eve (Can you guess the symbol in the poem?)

CHRISTMAS EVE

I walk down,

Our soft, pillowy stairs. (Touch, sight)

Loud voices and laughter (Sound)

Are echoing around me.

There is warmth,

Reflected on our red walls. (Sight)

A spicy aroma (Smell)

Is scenting the air.

I join in the conversations,

Sometimes laughing too loud. (Sound)

The apple pie comes around

And I notice that I am the only one without a knife. (Sight)

I stab the fork at my pie and eat the flaky crust. (Touch, taste)

I drop the pie back into my plate and try again.

People are staring. (Sight)

I feel it.

I know that I standout.

I feel peoples’ eyes on me. (Sight)

If being different is good,

Then why am I embarrassed?

Finally it’s time for presents.

Red, white and green fill the bottom of the tree. (Sight)

For the first time I genuinely smile,

And place my bright pink and yellow present under the tree.

I have my answer.

The present symbolizes me because it is different and stands out just like me in the poem when I laugh to loud or eat really weirdly. In the same way, the present is bright pink and yellow while the rest of the presents are classic Christmas colors.