I go through the motions
to celebrate a season
I’m not sure I believe in any more.
I do what I ought to
to keep the traditions
and not disappoint those around me.
Trying to capture the joy again,
Trying to bring it to life again.
If I have to pretend
at least just a little
isn’t it worth the possibility?
So, cookies are baked, decorations are hung,
I watch sappy movies
and pray for the miracle.