Britt Rose Poet Free verse

Tis the Season

Tis the season of high expectation
And disappointing outcomes

Of obligations 
And guilty consciences 


Tis the season of cellulite
And failed diets

Of sinking self esteem
And blotchy faces

Tis the season of lighter pockets
And heavier souls

Ask and you shall receive

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Jan Allison November 25, 2014 at 1:21 AM I love the humour in the poem -I wish we could go back to old style Christmases where it was more about being together as a family than buying expensive gifts and getting into debt! Hugs jan xx Britt Rose November 25, 2014 at 8:20 AM Thank you Jan! It is so relieving when someone understand what you are trying to convey in a poem. xox