©Cydni Ambrosio (written in 2008)
The festivities are over, and company has gone.
My kiddos are enjoying their gifts; but who knows for how long.
Christmas movies are watched and the carols are sung.
My kitchen looks like it was hit by a bomb.
Sit down and relax, is that what you said?
You must still have eggnog filling your quaint little head.
Tomorrow’s the in-laws so I’m not really done.
I forgot one of the presents so to the store I must run.
Be there at two is more like we are eating at five.
I will make it through the evening; but there will be wine.
Christmas is special and Christmas is fun,
But my Lord is it tiring and I’ll be glad when its done.