Christmas Morning

Twas the morning of Christmas and all through the house
The kids were awake and loud enough to wake a comatose mouse
Wrapping went flying high in the air
All the presents strewn about without thought or care
Everyone beamed with gifts in hand
Whether clothes, appliances, or a jar of blue sand
Now sleep is creeping from the big breakfast before
With a stretch and a yawn even the kids begin to snore
Yet I sit and smile upon the fluffy couch
Eyes growing heavy and body beginning to slouch
Awake enough to say to anyone near
Merry Christmas to all and a Happy New Year!!

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