Christmas Is Coming
Christmas is Coming
I know Christmas is coming
As I sit here each night alone
I just can’t seem to get past it
Things are just not quite like home
There is no warm fuzzy feeling
No matter how hard I try
I only feel the deep emptiness
As I picture better times gone by
I remember the warm crackle of the fire
The cheer on Christmas Eve,
All the lights and bright decorations,
The angel atop the Christmas tree
The carolers joyous harmony
With their cheerful songs of yuletide
But now does not reach my heart
And cannot stop all the tears I’ve cried
You are gone and I miss you still
Leaving my heart so all alone
But I hope all is well for some
But for me it is just not like home
Perhaps you may call me selfish
And I only think of just myself
But as I sit here alone in the dark
I say yes… for there is no one else
Connie Moore
December 12, 2015
Copyright © Connie Moore | Year Posted 2015
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