YULE MORN IN THE SHIRE

Day dawns to bright anticipation for hobbits old and young.
Through the passages, led by the scent of first breakfast
they scurry: warm bread and cinnamon and sausages,
bacon and eggs and tea lure them.
Corners filled, it's time for gifts:
for children's smiles and songs,
for laughter and joy.
New Year comes,
long night's
ending.