Daunting
The gifts are bought and wrapped by now
So I don’t have to think
Of what to get until next year,
Though quicker than a wink
The months will pass and once again,
I’ll face that daunting task.
To wonder if I hate it, well,
You do not have to ask.
The holidays are special times
And give some folks a lift,
Except for all the stress involved
To find the perfect gift.
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