I asked chat GPT to make a poem about what it feels like as a child to enjoy the in between days from Christmas to new years. The result is a tear jerker and wow is AI thoughtful! I hope you enjoy and remember that these weird days between Christmas and new years are lazy and meant to be enjoyed!

These are the days with no names,
where socks don't match
and time forgets how to hurry.

The tree is still glowing,
the toys are everywhere,
and pajamas are acceptable
from morning until night.

This is my favorite part.
When the rules get soft
and the days feel long.
When breakfast can be cookies
and bedtime is a suggestion.

I don't know what day it is.
I just know you're home.
The calendar is empty.
The house feels warm.
Everything feels okay.

I want to play one more game.
Watch one more movie.
Show you my new toy again.
Sit a little closer on the couch.

I don't know this won't last.
I just know that right now
life feels fun and full and safe,
and I hope you stay right here with me.