Z is for sleeping , on this Christmas night.

The day’s come and gone 

And suddenly tiredness 

Overwhelms 

And bedtime calls. 

Children flop, exhausted,

Closely followed by grownups. 

Let’s open the window before turning out the light

And stand together and gaze into the dark night. 

Somewhere out there, 

People may be in despair, some without hope or home.

There is still conflict, disaster, uncertainty, resistance – 

Tension underlying existence. 

Spare a thought for all on this Christmas night.

Let us wish everyone hope, safety, peace without fight.

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