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.
well crafted with full of emotion............................liked it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good writing, I like it, thanks.