How sweet does it seem

When we look back

Remembering the children we were

Remembering the excitement

Of opening presents straight from Father Christmas

Of eating turkey and plum pudding

All smiles and peace

We long for the good old days

But if we think really hard

We remember the fights

The shouting, the tears

Slammed doors and sulky silence

Hallmark Christmases rarely happen

Outside of Hallmark movies

Reality is messier

And nostalgia has rose-tinted glasses

Never mind the past, good or bad

Live in the now

And despite all the troubles life brings

Try to have a merry Christmas