Christmas makes me realize how greatly things do change    Friends lose touch, people age, and family moves away    But it is what had stayed the same that gives me the most tears    For I've had the same Christmas cake for almost thirty years       Granny made it back in sixty-eight and gave it to my mom    Who gave it to her uncle who gave it to her son    Who then gave it to me and that is where it stuck    For I was only three months old and clearly out of luck       Each Christmas of my childhood that fruit-brick would return    My mom would place it on a plate and tell me I must learn    That it is rude to get a gift and not put it to use    And every year I'd take a bite and chip another tooth       After fifteen years of misery I'd had all I could take    That summer I went camping and dropped it in the lake    I thought that I was rid of it, but on Christmas eve    There it was "from Santa Claus" under the Christmas tree       Each year I'd try to lose it but it would just return    So I cried out "oh why have I been given such a burden?"    A voice replied, "it's not a curse, but the greatest gift"    "For when all else abandons you, you will still have it."       For all of man's creations slowly waste away    Relationships do crumble and buildings do decay    The pyramids and stonehenge slowly disappear    But if they were made of Christmas cake they'd last a million years