Wednesday, December 19, 2007

In light of all the Christmas stress...

Twas the night before Christmas, when all thru the abode
Only one creature was stirring, and she was cleaning the commode.
The children were finally sleeping, all snug in their beds,
while visions of Nintendo 64 and Barbie, flipped through their heads.
The dad was snoring in front of the TV,
with a half-constructed bicycle on his knee.
So only the mom heard the reindeer hooves clatter,
which made her sigh, "Now what's the matter?"
With toilet bowl brush still clutched in her hand,
she descended the stairs, and saw the old man.
He was covered with ashes and soot, which fell with a shrug.
"Oh great," muttered the mom, "Now I have to clean the rug!
""HO-HO-HO!" cried Santa, "I'm glad youʼre awake.
""Your gift was especially difficult to make.""
Thanks, Santa, but all I want is some time alone.
""Exactly!" he chuckled, "I've made you a clone.
""A clone?" she asked, "What good is that?
"Run along, Santa, I've no time for chit-chat.
"The motherʼs twin. Same hair, same eyes, same double chin.
"She'll cook, she'll dust," she'll mop every mess.
You'll relax, take it easy, watch The Young and the Restless.
""Fantastic!" the mom cheered. "My dream come true!"
I'll shop. I'll read, I'll sleep the whole night through!"
From the room above, the youngest began to fret.
"Mommy?! I scared...and I'm wet.
"The clone replied, "I'm coming, sweetheart.
""Hey," the mom smiled, "She knows her part.
"The clone changed the small one, and hummed a tune,
as she bundled the child, in a blanket cacoon.
"You're the best mommy ever. "I really love you.
"The clone smiled and sighed, "I love you, too."
The mom frowned and said, "Sorry, Santa, no deal.
"That's my childʼs love, she's trying to steal.
"Smiling wisely Santa said, "To me it's clear,
"Only one loving mother, is needed here.
"The mom kissed her child, and tucked her into bed.
"Thank you, Santa, for clearing my head.
I sometimes forget, it won't be very long,
when they'll be to old, for my cradle-song.
"The clock on the mantle began to chime.
Santa whispered to the clone, "It works every time,
"With the clone by his side Santa said,"Goodnight.
Merry Christmas, Mom, you'll be all right.


Wendi said...

thanks for a good Christmas cry...I'm posting this to my blog.

Angel said...

I LOVE THIS. I totally stole it for my blog and told everyone to come visit you here. Don't kill me. ;0) Love ya. Angel

Amy said...

That is funny Angel- I wondered why I had so many comments all of a sudden! Anyway- glad you liked it- I needed that today huh? Thanks again so much for calling me today- I don't know how you knew I needed to talk right then but you are the best! Love ya girl! Amy