There’s always something
last minute to do,
like dashing downtown
only to stand in a queue.
Or tying up packages
with bells and some bows,
then forget what it was
we had wrapped–oh no!
The sound of sweet carols
fill the night air,
but try as we might,
our minds are elsewhere.
There are cookies to bake
and eggnog to buy,
yet we haven’t a clue
what we put in the pie.
Remember the reason
our homes are bedecked,
so sit down awhile
and take time to reflect.
May you and your loved ones
have joy, love, and peace,
and in the new year
may blessings not cease.
(Now go put your feet up!)
–Anne Skalitza
MIGHTIER THAN A SWORD 