Your Presence In The Past Poem by Jim Mascia

Your Presence In The Past



I cried last Christmas for you.
I knew it was the last.
All alone in this room.
Your presence in the past.
We only got a taste of it.
Didn't open all the way.
Now the pain is a weight
on my heart to stay.
The decorations don't hang here.
If they did the pain would be severe.
Wonder what you're doing
This time of year.

Monday, March 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Loss
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
While my divorce was going through during the summer of 1990 I was thinking about the previous Christmas with my ex.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 08 April 2014

good writing, I like it, thanks.

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Suman Kumar Das 31 March 2014

well crafted with full of emotion............................liked it

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Jim Mascia

Jim Mascia

Waterbury, CT
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