this season will always taste funny
mixing grief and sadness
with gratitude and happiness
creates the most unpalatable concoction
and yet to survive in this discolored world
we must drink it
we must raise these glasses of gloomy cheer
and gently sip to the memories
of what could have been
while the presents are unwrapped
and the songs are sung
let us also drink heartily
to the hope of what may come