Christmas tree fell over on the floor; I wasn't thrilled.
Needles flew, the tinsel tangled, and the water spilled.
Then our oldest son surprised us; he came home from school.
Room-mate drove him back; now I don't have to... So, I'm cool.
Still, this year (like every year) I've got a lot to do.
It might be next year before I share new rhymes with you.
Therefore, I would like to wish you joyful holidays.
May the New Year bless you in a myriad of ways.