My Christmas Is Never Merry Poem by Rosie Bourget

My Christmas Is Never Merry



With no time to rest
Christmas comes with sadness
Loneliness gets to me too
I have nothing to look forward to

A life lived mostly by myself
I have done it all by myself
Nothing will fill my empty heart
That people ripped apart.

After all that happened in the past
Unless I am free at last
Joy at Christmas,
Oh no! I pass.

December 18,2015

Thursday, December 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: christmas
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rosie Bourget 24 December 2015

Thank you. Merry Christmas to you as well.

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Spock The Vegan 24 December 2015

So sad, but merry Chrismas to you nevertheless.

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