These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Peaceful Christmas

Could there not be a Christmas Day,
when all the rush is o'er and done?
Could we not have a gentle way,
that makes sweet peace our lasting fun?

How 'bout the first of ev'ry year,
instead of when the year has flown?
Could we not 'joy the Birth so clear
when new year's days be early known?

Oh, do not get me wrong, my friends,
the 25th of Januare
would be the secret all we tend,
who wish the Day be blest and fair.

We'd wish the world enjoy their grace
of last month's hustle, bustle days,
that make their minds forget this place
post money gone so many ways.

Do I suggest we make this shift
to what the world now knows and loves?
Oh, "Nay," I'd say, but hope would lift
the hearts of some dear mourning doves.

The 25th, a Sunday soon,
will come, and I'll in Joy confess,
"A peaceful Christmas, my own boon
would hope to keep, and sweetly bless."

Lights must shine with Christmas tea
so full in wondrous, piping cup.
The carols play in tones so free.
Breathe the Peace Christ purchased us.

This peaceful Christmas is for me,
and for the ones, who true desire
the Respite, that will always be
when new life comes in The Place, that's Higher.

by Jay O’Toole
on January 13th, 2026