‘Tis the Season
‘Tis the season to be jolly,
so they say, and jolly is as jolly does.
So go forth and be jolly even in the face
of global warming, a failing economy,
war in the Middle East, and oh,
that shooting pain beneath your left rib.
At least you don’t wake up each morning
to newspaper headlines claiming a drop
in your approval rating, or that display
your secret comings and goings
on glowing midnight laptop screens
from here to Kingdom Come.
Living in obscurity has its benefits,
so they say, and gratitude is the attitude.
If you have loose change in a coffee can,
food in your cupboard, a car in the driveway,
a toilet that flushes (in theory) and a roof
over your head, you are living like royalty
compared to some ridiculously high
percentage of the rest of the world.
I came across these facts in a book
at Starbucks, sipping a latte,
pecking away on my laptop, complaining
about something or other to the void.
So let it be said, if you have one person,
just one person, who makes you smile,
then you have all the reason in the world to be jolly,
to be a mirror of jolliness in this or any season.