This day belongs to me.
I will not share it.
I will not cook or clean.
I will not go to work.
If I shut the door today, it is okay.
If I ask you to figure it out yourself today
that is okay too
because today is mine
and I do not have to share it.
Today is my Christmas
and all the gifts are mine
the gifts of unencumbered thought
and time to unfold, to write and discover
and craft words into powerful poetry.
Today is one of my favorite days of the year.
I cherish it and look forward to it all year long.
Today is mine. It belongs to me, and I to it.
It is mine, and I am grateful.