the adult children were sleeping and so was my spouse
Santa and I shared coffee with a flair,
we added some eggnog and a drop or two with care.
With everyone still all snuggled in their beds
Santa and I had visions of hilarity dancing in our heads.
He snorted, I guffawed, we rolled on the floor
as the stories went on and Santa tripped out the door.
The year as we knew it was coming to an end
We certainly weren't sorry and hoped for a better trend.
A couple loved ones we lost, MS had a headlining show,
My husband caught a race car but only needed a tow.
We're just worn out and ready for a fresh start
But happy we are that we aren't torn apart.
Though it's been a rough year, for sure that is true
however, I wouldn't call it bad, just very blue.
As Santa and I reviewed the year over our nip
We talked of the coming year and many planned trips.
I told him we're excited for the light to come back
to start the year full, for nothing we lack.
We drank the last dregs in the bottom of our cups
I told Santa I was grateful for my family's presence and love.
He bid me farewell with a touch of his nose,
"Happy Christmas to all!" and into the air the reindeer rose.