An Excerpt for You

‘Twas Two Days Before Christmas

And all through this place. . .

TO: Friends and Family
FR: Susan
DATE: Dec. 23, 2011
SUBJECT: Clearly I didn’t get cards in the mail.

But I want you to know we’re thinking of you…

’Twas two days before Christmas, and all through this place

Presents are hidden in every weird space.

Boxes tucked in cabinets, bags under the sink.

Will my guys seek them out there?

They’re men, what do you think?

Some hiding spots are so good, all I can say,

Is, “I hope I recall them after a little Chardonnay.”

’Cause it’ll only be me, late Christmas Eve night

Putting gifts under the tree, while my young men sleep tight.

With my wine glass and my flashlight, and my longshoreman’s mouth

Saying, “How the f — k could I lose stuff in such a small house?”

Eventually, I’ll get done, and go up to bed

And discover my pillow, tucked under the dog’s head.

He misses Stu terribly, and he’s not…