Cheers in all corners near.
Smiles are all to be seen.
Happy holidays are pleasantly chanted from all.
I'm left to ponder.
I pout, pretending to be pleased with all of self pity.
Holiday cheer for all to hear, except, my ears forgot how to hear.
Merry Christmas.
Oh, what's so merry about not having a father to spread the holiday cheer?
Families laugh and gather, embracing one another.
I'm left taunted, left to tarnish, as there's no father to gather for.
No cheer to offer.
Oh, why couldn't I have a father?
Oh, why must I suffer?
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