Let’s pause and raise a glass of cheer
To the closing of a horrid year
(Without our loved ones in the room,
We’ll have to give our toast on Zoom.)
Headaches and heartbreaks too long to list
In our own Annus Horribilis
Nor will all be fixed overnight
Like switching off the Christmas lights.
But you would have called me cray
If I’d described all this…STUFF… in May
The crisis has stretched on and on
But still we need to soldier on
Think of all we have endured
Grab your loins, get set to gird.
The one way out of this is through.
We all know what we have to do.
Stay safe, keep faith, be kind to each other,
Soon we’ll gather, sister and brother,
And sing “Auld Lang Syne” and dance and spoon
On or about the 12th of June.