I guess for now it is this way
(and I’m okay/you’re okay)
The season’s gone a different way
And I can deal-with-it, come what may
Maybe on some other day
We can play like children play
Parry past the frazzled fray
Catch dawn’s light by her first ray
Make like Santa in his sleigh
Giving gifts and sing, then pray
Act all festive, jolly, gay
Laugh out loud and throw some hay . . .
Now me down to sleep I lay
It’s just fine.
Or so I say.
Photograph “First of a kind/last of a kind. IHNI.” © 2018 Timothy Waugh