Anybody who does NOTget all warm and fuzzy over Christmas? How 'bout a a cynic's point of view?

All I can do is remember it as a child, remembering how I use to wake up in the morning, having the three of us gathering around with joy... now it' just depressing, he parted his way, and I grew distant from her... now this holiday is just like any other day, hoping it pes a fast as possible to avoid the loneliness and disappointment. ( I know this isn't a poem, but it's what came to mind....)