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Flames dance so gaily within the fireside
The red embers burn with such radiant pride
Shadows played upon the dimly light Christmas tree
Lights of green and red caress the room so carefree
Glimpses of red, blue, green and white
Gently catch my momentarily wandering eyesight
My hand gently brushes over the beautifully wrapped gifts
Upon the lateness of the day as the time so quietly shifts
I fixed my eyes upon my mother’s old timepiece
The hour and minute hands continually moving as they please
Time is passing as the quickly as the weathered sky
Almost as if a pleasant friend dreamily waving goodbye
The whiffs and wafts of smells and sensations oh so grand
For a moment all my senses they seem to command
I gently loose myself in another moment of everlasting peace
I allow my aimless mind to gently waver with such release
Truly I don’t recall how much time has past
Because unfortunately my momentarily bliss was not meant to last
Blaring beeps and blistering alarms quickly bringing to me attention
Christmas dinner’s has long since been done, a forethought it calmly mentions
Bumping into a sleeping cat, leapfrogging over a hungry dog into the kitchen I run
Scrambling and screaming the Christmas dinner’s now way too overdone
Tears stream down my already stressed out place
Why in the world couldn’t we have dinner over at the in-law’s place
I fret, I wonder, I struggle pondering what in the world I am supposed to do
Perhaps I could make the biscuits stronger with some glue
Mr. Turkey is certainly very red
At this point perhaps he should be pronounced dead
The once delicious smelling pumpkin pie
Is just another memory that’s already floated by
Christmas dinner is so ruined I just don’t know what to do
Maybe I could make the mashed potatoes
In hopeless it’s all so unseemingly so lost
I didn’t mean to so gaily dream realizing that dinner was the cost
In panic I gaze upwards to God and pray
Only to hear a laugh and realized it isn’t even Christmas day
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