Cars crawl past fresh cut boughs.
Hype exceeds once-solemn vows.
Christmas spreads loganberry cheer
A toast rings crystal to end the year.
Children, shocked by “ho-ho-ho”
Turn back to parents who made them go
Only for a souvenir photograph,
Not worth the trauma, at any laugh.
So taste sweet love and sip a glass
Chat with friends before they pass
From memory like skipping stones:
Do not spend the holidays alone.
Millennium madness muddles some
But time slips by for everyone.
Stay close my friends, stay warm, stay young
And most of all, make time for fun!
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