The Day After Christmas DD
Yippee, the day after Christmas is here.
It is my favorite day of the whole year,
always dawning a playtime atmosphere.
I will brush my hair and also my teeth,
but that is all routine will see from me.
I refuse the December clean-up process,
preferring we frolic in our Christmas mess.
All love secured packs we unstrapped
chaotically house spread like bright decor.
May my pure memory of these days endure.
All gifts are still newness and fun time business.
Today home is a family wonderland fest.
Pajamas stay on, we have no need to dress.
I excite watching my children rediscover
their Christmas gifts anew, one after the other.
I treasure watching my family at play,
making lifetime memories on this day.
December days have great heart impact
and I wish my family to keep such intact.
I love this day after, it's my uplifting gift.
Family harmony fills our home's air
that hopefully the new year will share.
In the kitchen are delicious bounties.
Today we free graze from trays of yummies
bound to healthy and sweet sate tummies.
December doses produce love extract
that I hope time never fades to subtract.
May loved one's keep recall heart packed.
In pjs, my family yearly prays all are blessed
with a frolic day in their own December mess.
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