'Twas the day after Christmas....

'Twas the day after Christmas©

By Ginni D



It’s the day after Christmas and all thru the place

So much paper and wrappings, the house: a disgrace.

Santa has been there and left all his bootie

The presents are awesome; he’s done well his duty.



The cider is gone and the cocoa is too

The fruitcake is untouched, but what can you do?

One small candy cane still hangs up in the tree

It’s one that I’m sure that the kids didn’t see.



Most of the toys have two pieces missing

The mistletoe's worn out, from all of the kissing.

The Christmas tree lights are burnt out on one side

And the musical Santa’s high notes are all fried.



The little Christmas train that runs under the tree

Has a red caboose where the engine should be

And the wreath on the door has blown down in the wind

And the ribbons around it have all come unpinned



The batteries are worn out and some stuff is broken

The dolly that talked… now her words are unspoken.

The fudge is all gone and the brittle is too

But that’s just as well ‘cause I know what I’d do!



It’s been a great season, with love and good will

Getting family together is the main bill to fill

The love and the joy that we have at this time

Is the reason for the season, the Reason sublime.



So broken stuff, messes and fruitcake don’t matter

Getting families together for good will and some chatter

Is all that’s important and should mean the most

Whether you are the cook, guest or host.



So now that the holiday season has past

I must think of New Year’s resolutions and think them up fast

So with cookie crumbs crumbled all over my chin

I shout out to all “Let the diet begin!”