’Twas the week before Christmas, I sat with a movie.
Relaxing with Eastwood, and drinking a smoothie.
In walked my wife, demanded I pause it.
Stressed out highly by the state of our closet.
“Too many clothes, with more gifts to come,
we have to declutter, something must be done!”
I knew at that moment, no watching a gunslinger.
Yes, the missus was right, clothes Santa would bring her.
See I completed my shopping, just the week prior.
And with ten years of marriage, I knew her desire.
She fancied new outfits, jewelry and dresses,
But as always she’s right, there would be future messes.
I agreed with her, really, her wardrobe was vast.
But truer still, their fashion had passed.
I made a suggestion, I knew she would take.
To Horizon Goodwill, some donations we’d make.
Upstairs to the bedroom, with boxes in hand,
I opened the closet, clothes still with the brand.
“You didn’t wear this top, the tag still on the sleeve!
I gave that last year, your gift to receive!”
She shook her sweet head, a glaring stink eye
preparing to lecture this one confused guy.
“It just doesn’t fit, to Horizon Goodwill,
that’s just one of many, so relax, ok, chill.”
We spent the next hour in a true cleaning state.
At the end of it all three boxes to donate.
I thought we were finished, clothes boxed up like loot,
until my wife eyed my old fashioned suit.
“What about you, going to donate some stuff?”
“But that goes with my dress shirt, the one with French cuffs!”
The eye grew more evil, in my soul she did stare.
But she did have a point, and beautiful blonde hair.
Off to the basement, more boxes to find.
As I passed my young daughter, so sweet and so kind.
She held in her hand three labels prepaid,
from my full color printer, these stickers she made.
“Put these on the boxes, Daddy, you see,
and the mailman will take them away all for free!”
My daughter was right about this great service,
no driving on ice, no need to be nervous.
She followed me down as I found a container,
always making me smile, she’s not a complainer!
She helped me fill one more box full of clothes,
When I quickly discovered, right under my nose!
My wife in the mirror, admiring a sweater,
a Christmas Day gift I had went out to get her!
“Hey, it’s too early! You opened your gift!”
“I absolutely love it! Oh please, don’t be miffed!”
She gave me a hug, and a large toothy grin.
“John, you do know, this is all a win-win!
Your gift has brought me so much enjoyment
while our donations will help many find employment!”
Merry Christmas From Horizon Goodwill!