These days are lovely
As the seasons freeze and emotions thaw:
Another family gathering,
Another day to joke, laugh, stab, and cry.
So much happiness, joy, and laughter
But so much worry and so much stress
About what we might say, do, or get wrong.
The drifting cold tells us
Our holidays are somehow less
Than what our idealized standards say they should be.
How can we better wrap ourselves in this time?
How can we forgive ourselves enough to see
The good in the holidays’ romanticism.
How can we visit with one another as we really are?
Just humans, sometimes kin and sometimes friends
Always hoping to prove to someone something more.
–Written by Sandy Heights
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