The Tenth Annual Holiday Poem

We managed to get through a rough ’24.

Whatever your feelings, it wasn’t a bore.

Through Helene and then Milton, we watched and we prayed.

Our hometowns were battered, but we were unscathed.

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We took a day trip east to blue Chapel Hill.

Seeing the well was a limited thrill.

We then drove to Baltimore and Brandywine.

There was plenty to see, and we had a good time.

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After Helene we flew to the Southwest.

It’s not easy to say just what sight was the best.

The art was intriguing; the canyon was grand;

The vistas amazing–a magnificent land.

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We lost the election, to no one’s surprise.

The outcome was clear; at least nobody died.

The specter of fascism now haunts the land.

We’ll have to stand firm if things get out of hand.

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America wants to go back to ’19.

It’s not going to happen; it’s only a dream.

Just surviving the next years will count as success.

Keep holding your nose and just hope for the best.