It's the morn' after Christmas and all through the house,
activity's occurring, for human and mouse.
My dad is still sleeping in his warm recliner;
The kids in the basement, they play, no whiner.
Mom is preparing for church on this day
While I, on computer, record, type away.
The day was a blast as I laughed 'til it hurt.
Oh the discussions, the phrases they'd blurt.
From Edward to chickens to long hair, short legs...
At least this day there were no long-time lost eggs.
For those who are wond'ring, "What's all this about?"
Just know that this story is real' full of clout.
Yes, this is how we celebrate all the year
With aunts, uncles, cousins - we laugh til we tear.
Survive this, we did, both the kids and oh me.
I'm sad, though, because this is all due to he
Who spent years betraying and lying full tilt
To make me the one he would blame for this filth.
"Protect" me he claimed as he lied, screwed and drank
because face his demons, hell no, he would tank!
I know now the damage his choices did sow
however, for me, there is no longer whoa.
The new year is coming and fast on its heels
are doors op'ning wide to reveal many deals.
New jobs, new adventures, and much growth galore.
Proceed on this journey, we open each door.
A smile, a welcome, a bright shiny heart
is waiting for us with each step that we start.
Bumpless it won't, but steady it may
I thank You, dear Lord, for this new living day!
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