After presents, after the tree,
Families return to their homes.
A pause to reflect, to remember and think,
A time to rest from our roams.
The snow is gone, soon to return.
The brown grass lies under the leaves.
The trees are bare, their branches show
Starkly as they dance in the breeze.
A pause for thought, before life returns
To its normal, hectic pace.
A pause to consider, to plan anew,
A pause to rest for the race.
Soon the new year will begin,
Back to work and school.
No more to gather with family and friends,
Facing the year’s renewal.