All she wants for Christmas,
Is a silent night.

That the baby’s colic eases,
And he finally sleeps through.

That her useless drunken husband,
Passes out on the sofa.

And stays there.

That for just one night,
Police sirens won’t assault her neighbourhood at 3am.

As she tearfully stares through the kitchen window,
At their ramshackle garden,
Garishly floodlit by the winter moonlight,
Her heart suddenly skips…
There! The first delicate angelic kisses of snowflakes,
Falling gently to embrace the world.

Her one Christmas wish…
Peace on earth.
And a silent night.