An Irish Christmas

Shuffling feet down Grafton Street,
Butlers in hand, who knows who you’ll meet?
It's the last-minute shopping,

followed up with a Guinness,
A little giddy feeling stirring within us.

Calendars chocka with Christmas invites,
From pantos to the work do,

with their selection of mini bites.
School pals is a big night, and the cousins' don't forget!
WhatsApp group plans, and friends

it’s been a year since you've met.
 

A wee dip in the sea, if you're that way inclined,
Or you work away, I'll start the veg – I don't mind.
Mimosas with neighbours who bring their best pâté,
Smoked salmon on brown bread and chicken

skewers with a satay.

Crackers are pulled, plates overflowing the side,
Little ones showing Santa toys,

smiles brimming with pride.
When you need a break from the games,

armed with scarves big and chunky, 
On a little stroll with loved ones,

how we're so very lucky.
In all the small rituals, chaos and cheer,
You appreciate how wonderful

it is that we’re here.