Ah, Tender-sweet December Eve

Ah, tender-sweet December eve

Blue, blue you let your curtain fall

In solstice-song and snowflake throng

And starlight-spangled Christmas carol

The gentle gleam of home-sweet-home

Beams circle-beacons to the street

Across the yard and boulevard

We hear the homeward haste of feet

…where mothers hold their children near

And suddenly the world is right

The wood-smoke curls in dolor swirls

Against the canvas of the night

We serve the soup and say our prayers

And count our blessings one by one

Ah, tender-sweet December eve

How soon another day is done

© Janet Martin

They are all home again:)