‘Twas the day after Christmas and all through the house
The children
were playing, and even the mouse (seriously, I left chocolate on the counter
last night that was nibbled in the morn)
The
stockings were strewn on the floor without care,
A sign that
St Nicolas had in fact been there.
A drink in
my hand, I lounged by the fire,
The CBC
radio with sounds of a choir.
Father saved
the world on the PS3,
And we all
ignored the mess that lay under the tree.
With lego
and books and new socks for all,
Don’t
mention the boxes that litter the hall,
I briefly thought
of the credit card bills,
And went out
instead to sled down the hills.
There’s a
break in our play to take time for lunch,
Some leftover
turkey dinner to munch!
And then
back to open yet another toy,
I ask where
on earth we will put this, oh boy!
Another
Christmas has come, but is not quite yet done
Because
there is still some time for more fun.
More games
to be played, and food to eat
Oh Christmas
time you are so neat!
