It’s a wrap

It's a wrapI feel delightfully irrelevant

As I wrap some late presents

To members of the family

Old paper strewn like remnants of goodwill

A scrap and match of gift-wrap

That will eventually perform the rite

When all the folds and sellotape succumb

To form a parcel


Then goodwill overtakes the gnawing doubt

That the bank account will frown

On the bravado that largesse induced

And I hope

My last minute lunge in the giving game

Bears fruit


A smile, a hug, some gratitude

For the daft old sod

Who tried to go the extra mile

Might just make the big day


Happy Christmas. You All.