Grandma Burnout
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Home sweet home on Christmas day.
Children and grandchildren
come, but not to stay
Home smells of pumpkin spice,
gingerbread cookies,
ham and turkey in the oven
Yeast rolls rising,
flickering cinnamon candles,
oakwood burning in the fireplace
The taste of eggnog and wine,
all that brings Christmas
and everything nice
Piles of gifts under the fir tree
The grandchildren on their knees
Poor babies, hate they have to wait
They wonder when that would be
After you eat before you can see,
grandma said
Dinner blessing, songs of praise,
singing Christmas carols,
voices in different tones,
barrels of delightful fun
Grandma sore to the bone and drained;
leaded punch didn't help to ease the pain.
Treasured and happy moments
comfort from the day.
Merry Christmas to all Poetry Soup family
12/26/2021
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2021
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