Feast

Let Christmas day be fat and full

All bloated up by blessing.

Let joy belch out.

Let love be thine and stain like wine on

this old carpet.

Let tables groan under the weight of the elbows

Of many generations.

Let every plate be piled up high

Around raucous conversation.

May chocolate sauce thicken blood

To make our hearts beat

slowly.

Gorge your soul with goodness, friends

Then may slumber hold you

Kindly.