It’s the Sunday before Christmas.
There’s peace in the air.
No jingle-jangle chorus driving me nuts,
just some nice Classical–
Greensleeves and the like.
I’ve been to the store for a couple things
and back home again. Slowly.
The day is mine. No scrubbing.
No dusting. No cooking. No pushing.
No agonizing that every blasted thing is in its place
for the extravaganza coming at me.
This is a Special Christmas, you see.
My son is bringing his beloved to meet us.
But his happiness does not hinge
on my housekeeping, my Shepherd’s Pie.
Not today anyway.
Today is for me and
the sweet, sweet peace I’m floating in.
A Favorite QuoteDo not take life too seriously. You will never get out of it alive. ~ Elbert Hubbard