Understar (A Christmas card in a poem)

This year, although I tried, there was no time
or heart for cards and upbeat Christmas letter
Instead I bring this offering in rhyme
(a poem, if it were a little better).

This year, as summer steals in soft and cool
and tension mounts in tired, wired girls,
I hope the day is not an end, just tool
a flag from which some rest and peace unfurls.

This year, I wish, as always, for world peace
(and more realistically, for peace at your table)
I hope you all eat well from bounteous feasts
and find some sweetness nestled, where you're able.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night :-) Catch you on NYE for the blog stats year-ender.