Forget about heavenly choirs and nattering angels,

noisomely drunk on their hoary Hosannahs!

Just check out the young ones at play in our intimate, joyous circle…

There's Rob, the dealer, handing out Monopoly play cash likes wads of salubrious lettuce,

 

And Benjamin and Emma wheeling and reeling in their fantastical paper fortunes.

 

Mags reads on, belly to sofa, smilingly entranced by sci-fi adventure,

 

While Han and Dan fervidly construct the spiral track for their

rowdy race track cars.

 

Adults, relaxed, some semi-tipsy, do not lubricate the scene.

Drowsy readers, paused in reverie, round out this firelit dream.