no more holidays

I used to love
the holidays.
the lights, the wreathes,
the little
love
cards.
valentines and birthdays.
I used to adore
the small gifts,
given
or received.
with bows and ribbons.
the music, the love
and laughter
of it all.
the turkey on the table,
a ham,
the cakes
and pies, the poured wine,
the friends all
around,
in prayer.
I used to love the holidays,
and all that they
entailed,
but things have
changed,
the world has gone
awry,
there is nothing
left to celebrate,
there are no holidays,
anymore.