When All Ain’t Merry And Bright

I’m traditionally a diehard holiday fan,
A full on fruitcake with a git ‘er done plan,
But this year my spirit is Christmas crackered,
I’m flat out tired and totally knackered.

But wait there’s myrrh, Mom’s spine is whack,
She stepped on a crack and broke her back,
Two surgeries this month at 82-years-young,
Leaving us on edge and a little high strung.

Anxiety weighs heavy like roasted chestnuts,
Bah humbugging festivities no matter what,
When suddenly I hear the bells ring-a-ling,
Jimmy Stewart hollers, “Clarence got wings!”

Turns out December is angels’ high season,
Calling in guardians stands to reason,
A healing hand up from those who depart,
Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum beats my shriveled grinch heart.

Enough of this depressmess, reindeer games await,
Vixen’s got her drank on, inebriating a clean slate,
Slurping wine and eggnog round the yuletide log,
Caesar’s Christmas morning, a little hair of the dog!

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  1. Ken MacLean

    Well, that inspired me to have a Costco eggnog dipped in coffee. I think I will have another!

    Merry Christmas!

  2. Bonnie

    Best wishes to Sheila for a speedy recovery and to all of the clan a Very Merry Christmas! ❤️ Miss you

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