Expectation

 You see it in their eyes,

  hear it in their voices.

Waiting expectantly 

  for Santa and gifts of joy.

Eager to please,

  off to bed, to dream.

Why have we lost

  the way to wait?

Expectantly, joyously,

 after all shepherds

Were surprised in

  their everyday work.

By a heavenly host,

  a glory revealed.

We don't expect it will

  happen to us.

Poor, meager vessels

  dirty and tired.

Yet expectantly waiting

  we should hear in our voices.

And fling ourselves

  boldly into the night sky.

Lit with promise,

  wonder, praise, and love.

WAIT