The week after Christmas, with lupus in flare!
It was the week after Christmas and all through my home,
All the dust has been stirring as I walk through each room.
The stockings are still hung by the chimney, its clear,
that by this time of year, the mantle should be bare!
But I’m still exhausted and my lupus is in flare,
If all the stuff’s still up, I just don’t really care!
Until out in the driveway there arose noisy chatter,
then a knock at the door, it was my husband’s mother!
And on what do her wondering eyes fix and peer?
Christmas decorations still up, long after the New Year!
Down tinsel, and snowmen, and poinsettia in bloom,
It’s now time to de-decorate all over each room.
From the eaves of the house to the stuff on each wall,
Dash away, put away, stash away, all!
By Lupus Adventurer