That Quick

That quick the Christmas carols done, the gifts and wrapping paper undone, all quiet and still, the laughter and anticipation lost its thrill, somehow it seems incomplete. So much preparation laid out lost now, in the wavering shouts that the New Year is coming close as the hours on the clock approach the midnight hour of new change what do we seek to gain? A little peace, far less wars less indifference to fear and hate what lay ahead? For now, we pray and wait hoping it's not too late.