Even Though

even though the world has changed the center of my jolly is still present nothing has been rearranged the vibe of the joy is still effervescent even though the mask is required the intention of my greeting is still vibrant and sincere the gleam of your smile is the aim of that is desired the release of your stresses is the hope i bring in clear even though expressionism has been the way of the march the balance and the sway of my merry sleigh is still even the wear and tear of my many movements may have caused me a slight arch yet and still my footsteps' purpose is still strongly breathin' even though my skin on my hand are a bit flaky from sanitizing i sing a song gleefully with a bashful passion the repetitive monotony from certain officials may seem tranquilizing i pray that the rhythmic picture is absolutely smashin' oh how i wish for days of old oh how i miss the inspiring scent of silver and gold oh how i miss her smile and the happiness it brung oh how i miss the Christmas tree corner and the shelf above the toybox where the stockings hung the bodies of water where i take my selfies are all the tears cried for missing her i would give my left hand for a clear vision of even a blur however i do have her memories to keep the files safe and warm the embodiment of her treasured yuletide inspiration will not be moved because of some pandemic swarm even though the tradition and the love within has become oddly estranged with time i am still forever etched in the immovable influence of The True Unwind for God will AllWays be the Imminent Concluding Factor His End Result is Straight, No Chaser.....never portrayable by any actor