Just Another Christmas Poem by Bernard Kennedy

Glistening cards and shop fronts,
raising expectation, and
creating atmosphere.
Grafton Street all lit
and snow may come on the day of days.
Silence and expectation.
It was expectation that saw the birth
and waiting- Advented before.
just another Christmas past those
who sleep rough though our parcels are
bowed and ribboned.
Adeste Fideles?
Laete triumphantes?

Yet! waiting gestates the purpose.
Just another Christmas?
We wait to see
Christ.
The Young man, young woman, and
the Baby sought shelter.
The rough clad shepherds saw.
The oriental Kings left down
their thought and travelled.
In hopeful expectation that
gestated in the face of hope
and waiting.