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no more Christmas juggling

I used to juggle children, grandchildren, pets, and a husband On my head, under my arm, in the air, twirl, whirl, twist and shout Not any more I finally let my superwoman out… She needed a break. A relaxing, long, soaking bath A rest, a pause and playtime too. I gave away all of my Christmas decorations Except one small tree This put my clutter into other’s hands Now I don’t have to spend three days decorating and three days undecorating I bet you are doing a lot of cooking and cleaning at Christmas someone said No, I told her. I pay my grandchildren off, not to come. What do you mean? I give them their Christmas money before Black Thursday, so they do not feel obligated to come. Then I can paint, write poems, do what I want over winter break. That is brilliant! She said. I think so too. No more juggling. Peace and quiet, a Christmas treat.

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