Christmas Long Ago Poem by Adrian Taheny

Great plates of sandwiches
after midnight mass on Xmas eve
feed muffled discussions about
the racket at the back of the church
Off to bed now and no noise!
No need to say it twice, tonight.
I'll never get to sleep, thinking about
tomorrow, and a magical time.


Wake the others. Can't go down alone.
He came and all requests fulfilled.
Then upstairs to their room, and like us
they smile, but knew he'd come.