The holidays are not the same
As when I
was a kid,
When every
year we did exactly
What we always
did.
The
relatives who gathered
Were the ones
who always showed,
With favorite
recipes prepared
In nana/grandma
mode.
No one was
on vacation
Or unable to
attend
And you hung
out with your cousins,
Couldn’t
FaceTime with a friend.
Alas, today,
the world has changed
And so we
must adjust,
Accepting
that the way things were
Has somehow
bit the dust.
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