Thursday, December 23, 2010

A Christmas Poem

Tis two days before Christmas

and all through the house

the mother is frazzled

in her dirt stained blouse

The refrigerator is bare

she hasn't been to the store

There is dog hair covering

every inch of the floor

The kids are all grumbling

with each job assigned

They do not see the inevitable

she is losing her mind.

There are still gifts to buy

and food to make

The thought of it alone

makes her head start to ache

She yells out some threats

to get the jobs done

and promises when they finish

they can have a little fun.