CROSSING OFF THE LAST EPIPHANY
Epiphany has ended!
This is clean up day.
Now pick up the tinsel and put it away,
The ornaments must all go back in their cases.
All wise men have worshiped, adored and left without traces.
Gather up the ribbons, the boxes and bows.
Oh dear; whatever will we do with all of those?
The cookies are eaten,
The candy is gone.
The candles have burned low,
And we’ve sang the last song.
Christmas Eve and Christmas Day passed
all quick as a wink.
Now several days later the tree lights still blink.
The star on the top really made us all think.
But Joseph, Mary and Jesus have now journeyed on,
If we don’t clean up right away,
The child in the manger will even be grown.
And the Santas, the elves, and the dark red sleigh,
They must go back into storage for another day.
Throw out those leftovers; they are spoiled by now.
Move Frosty from the lawn and put away those wreaths; somehow.
Here are boxes and boxes and packing and tape,
Let’s just pack quickly.
It is getting so late.
Another Epiphany will happen for sure:
When the boxes run out,
and the bubble wrap too.
The surprise after all the surprises;
This happens each year anew –
The fact that Christmas can’t fit in a box
Will forever be true.