The Day After Christmas

Twas the day after Christmas

And all through the house,

Not a present is left unwrapped

Not the perfume nor the blouse.

The wrappings are strewn;

The tree's getting dry.

You reminisce of the 24 hour whirlwind

And let out a big sigh.

This blogger says to herself

"I did fine this year,

I was a productive little elf."

There were smiles & frowns,

Many good tidings all around.

We were healthy and happy this year,

And the many laughs I could hear.

And as I remove my virtual Santa hat,

I say, "I can't ask for more than that."

Now with nothing to bake, cook or wrap,

A very happy post Christmas to all

Now you deserve a long nap!