Holiday Blues
Baking and x’mas cards is what you’ve got,
When covers and Kleenex is what you want.
People rushing to and fro,
responsibilities, you’ve got to go.
Hard to hide the tears that glisten,
Nobody’s got time to stop and listen.
If you can make it through the next weeks,
Maybe you’ll find the comfort you seek.
Holidays are often full of great strife,
Emotions buried, may then come to life.
For a friend who needs a seasonal lift,
A quiet hug my be just the gift.
Written for a friend who suffers
from holiday depression
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2008
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