Twas the night after Christmas

Twas the night after Christmas and all through the place

The girls money had vanished, without a trace.

They both had new goodies, some makeup and such

music and movies, it's all just too much.

The Xbox is humming, the laughter is grand

and each kid is happy in post-Christmas land.

Brett came to visit, we ate dinner out

This is the best evening, without a doubt.

No work today or for 2 more long days

Naps will be taken, time spent in a haze.

We're short on money, all the year long

but Christmas-time bonus fills our hearts with song.

Our position is still no better or worse

But we have a week before January's curse.

 

Yes things will be rough for one month or two

But March will feel better, as it tends to do.

We're thankful for family, neighbors and friends

and you can be thankful this poems at it's end.