Now Christmas is over
The house is very changed,
No more toys and children’s books,
No more cards and games.

Now the tree is packed away,
Decorations cleared,
Changed the beds and washed the towels,
Excitement’s disappeared.

No more party dresses
And twirling round in glee,
No more shouts and squabbles,
Now only him and me.

Moving back the table,
Rearranging chairs,
Time to clean the house up,
Vacuum everywhere.

Now I miss the girlies,
In pink and frilly clothes,
A fuchsia, sequinned tutu
And hair in plaits and bows.

There’s glitter on the sofa,
Sequins on the floor,
Sparkles in the bedroom
And by the bathroom door.

Now there’s time to read a book,
Watch a TV show,
Cater for the two of us,
And watch the spring bulbs grow.