Happy holidays are rarely tranquil.
A social moment needs society.
People can be pains, hang on to ankles,
Play hurtful games, whoever they might be.
Yet happy holidays come every year.
Happiness does not preclude some stress.
One often finds that those one holds most dear
Lead one often dearly to regress.
In happy holidays one finds a song
Dancing in involuntary heads,
Asking one if one would sing along,
Yielding tears that sheer nostalgia sheds,
Song of love whose yearning can't be wrong.