‘ Twas the Night Before Christmas’ by Clement Clarke Moore is one of favourite Christmas poems even though it has been overdone through the years.
Looking at the Christmas aftermath in my house which is strewn wrapping paper, packaging, bottles stacked for recycling and a very neglected ironing pile, I was inspired in the spirit of this very special poem to write one pertaining to my household today.
‘ Twas two days AFTER Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse…
Although Luka the goldfish, was thankfully still,
Swimming around in his salad bowl.
As it was raining outside, two boys were inside,
Leaving their skateboards at the front door.
Hubby was lost behind a book, only surfacing now and then,
To the give the fridge a look.
The woman of the house,
Who was Cook, Cleaner, Mother and Spouse,
Looked at the mess and thought to herself,
If only Santa had left her a *house elf!
(*I think J K Rowling must have thought about mothers everywhere when including these magical housekeeping folk in her Harry Potter books!)