THERE IS NO JOY IN MUDVILLE

I've become a Scrooge 

in my old age. 

With no young children 

of my own to fill 

with the wonderment 

and enchantment 

of Christmas, 

I find little joy 

in the holiday. 

In fact, 

I'm one of those 

who suffers 

a passing depression

remembering 

my felicitous childhood 

as well as 

the excitement 

of my children 

opening their gifts.

Es triste.