Bring the wreath in off the door
Christmas and Epiphany are no more
Hanukkah, Kwanzaa and Diwali too
All the holiday's of the season are through
Discarded reminders are all that remain
Pin carcasses, ripped wrappings
torn tinsel and all the trappings
All that the Holidays once contained
Alarms have been set and schedules made
All of the holiday games have been played
early hours back to the grind
Holidays no longer fill our mind
The days will go quickly
The nights will run fast
We'll wonder at the speed of it all
Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall
Holidays will return in no time.
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