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In the Aftermath

Pots and pans fill up the sink, with baked on, crusty bits
Here's several plates of dried up cheese, and dips with soggy Ritz

The kitchen floor has sticky goo, where bowls of gravy spilled
And scattered glasses here and there, (a few are still half-filled !)

New sofa pillows are on the floor.  The dog is sleeping there! 
My gift of chocolates, someone brought...have somehow disappeared!

Rumpled afghans, in a heap.  Seems someone took a nap
Beneath the chair, two socks, one shoe,  and someone's baseball cap

There is Chex mix, legos, tinker toys, helter-skelter around the floor
Cookie crumbs, beneath my feet, and handprints on the door

The remote control, was out the door, I found it on the porch!
The telephone was ringing too!  That took an hour's search!

Dripped candle wax, and a few thumb tacks,  a mix of this and that
I keep finding things, ...then can't find things!  Has someone seen the cat??

A turkey carcass stares at me, ......(I guess I'll make some soup)
A messy bunch of people? YES !! But if you think I'm duped................

Each holiday, means family time , and 'though they leave a mess...
Would change a single thing?.....

            ........Of course not !!   I am blessed!!!

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Brown Avatar
November 18, 2011 at 6:29 AM
Congratulations on your win in Linda-Marie's "Holiday Hearth" contest Carrie. Love, Carol
Mehta Avatar
November 16, 2011 at 6:44 PM
Congratulations on this wonderful win in the contest of Linda, Carrie
Johnson Avatar
November 16, 2011 at 6:20 PM
Yes, indeed Carrie. We'll take the messes any time to be with our family. Great poem and win. Love, Joyce
Sweetheart Avatar
November 16, 2011 at 5:22 PM
Congrats Carrie on second place with this wonderful entry and theme luv.. thankxx for support..
Suzadail Jr. Avatar
December 2, 2008 at 6:41 AM
You seem to know what is important, family, friends, and special times. Although the aftermath is a drag, you wouldn't have it any other way. (Well, maybe just a little help withj the dishes) God Bless. Vince
Gass Avatar
November 28, 2008 at 10:46 AM
What a wonderful poem this is. The holidays have away of wearing you out but it is worth it. Thank you for your comments. I was hoping the ad would add a little cheer. There are a lot of people in the world that could benefit from all the good people on this site about choosing their words. Love Robin
Beaudet Avatar
November 25, 2008 at 11:03 AM
Blessed you are and insightful enough to recognize it. Lovely piece. Happy Thanksgiving and Happy Anniversary as well! Tom
Fawcett Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 11:52 PM
Great write. With a constant flow of visitors ever since I moved to Italy this has become the story of my life LOL, but I wouldn't change a thing either. Love, Nigel
Loving Iii Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 2:46 PM
just in time. very very good from begining to the end. John H Loving III
Reynolds Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 1:01 PM
HA! But, ya gotta love it. my every moment of everyday is "aftermath". lol CRAZY! this was so funny. lol love Kristin
Foulk Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 12:28 PM
great poem and well written. I have a plaque that says thank God for dirty dishes, and it ends by the stack of evidence God's been very good to us. this poem reminds me of that. it also reminds me of when i was single and i did not wash my dishes until i had none left. thank God for wives. and thank for reading my poetry and for your kind comments.
Winter Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 12:11 PM
Gosh you did a perfect job of painting the aftermath of a holiday dinner! And I couldn't agree more. We are totally blessed! Happy Thanksgiving dear friend! Love, Shar
Mason Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 11:07 AM
Yes, indeed you are Ms. Carrie as you have been truly gifted with painting pictures! This is a Norman Rockwell for sure ... smile ... Hope you have a wonderful holiday ... sticky hands and all!!
Higgins Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 9:19 AM
Carrie once again you have transported me into your poem. I love this because you write with such clarity. I can see it all. Another write by you that challenges me. Thank you for taking the time to read my work. I really love reading your comments. Chris.
Jordan Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 8:02 AM
Carrie what a wonderful Mothers heart you have expressed here - This is just wonderful - You know when my wife and I first met our children were scattered from here to there and we talked about their broken hearts and how much we wanted to make up for it all - All these years later all of our Children and even a couple of our stepchildren from past relationships are coming home for Christmas - Like you said at the end "I wouldn't change a thing - we are so blessed" God Bless - Your Neighbor, MJ
Payne Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 7:51 AM
haha sounds like my house my little brother is a mess. I think everyone can indentify with this :) Blessings, ~Michaela~
Yeager Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 7:35 AM
This sounds like my house after thanksgiving lol.....Awsome poem =]].........Ohh and thanks for the new update i dident know what was going on i have like 6 poems posted of the same thing now lol thx again i'll just have to watch what i do for now on lol tanks again Byezzz :]]
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