'Twas the day after Christmas
And all through the house
The presents were scattered
New dolls through Mickey Mouse.
The old wrapping paper
In crumpled balls lay
In bags and in corners
Until next trash day.
Stale gingerbread cookies
And a half-eaten pie
Sit on the countertops--
Snacks for those who pass by.
Mom is up early
Still in PJ's, dressed.
Coffee in one hand
Surveying the mess.
"Oh, well," she says,
with weary cheer.
"At least Christmas Day
comes but once a year."
By me. This morning while looking at the scattered remnants of the holiday.
364 days to go....
Hope you all had a great Christmas!!
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