The Morning after Christmas: A Poem by Asha Seth

The lights on the tree

shone yellow and bright

and smiled cheerfully

as the parents hid the

Xmas gifts with secret strides

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The night before

the children were exuberant

after all, it was time for wishes

laid upon the heart of

Santa’s pride

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Chloe and Bryan

slept how peacefully

knowing Santa

riding around the town and lo!

will soon land upon their steps

down the chimney

singing Ho! Ho! Ho!

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They cheered high

jumping down their beds

looking for a lost sock

never made to their heads

they knew it was time

for getting late was not their kind

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Mom and dad

were still asleep

so was the sun

and the excited city

together they paddled

chirped and galloped

to the waiting presents

under the big Xmas tree

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Soon the morning sun

would steal their night

but the glorious streaks of dawn

helped them make out

which said ‘Dear Chloe’

which was addressed to Bryan.

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To hearts full of innocent fantasies

To eyes blind to worldly realities

Christmas forever meant

decorating trees, lawns, and sills

berry tarts and plum pies

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Gifts unwrapped with sheer rush

sweets devoured with glee

there won’t be another morning 

a sunrise with shower of gifts

and the morning after Christmas 

was loved better

than any other day of the year 

🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄

Asha Seth