'Couldn'T Figure Out What I Had' Poem by Linda Winchell

I couldn't figure out, just what I had
why always around the Holidays
I would feel so sad!

My health seemed ok
well as good as it could.
But I just couldn't figure out
why I wasn't, feeling so good!

No real money issues
not a problem at home.
But this miserable feeling
wouldn't seem to leave me alone!

I tried all I could, to shake it all off
but it kept going deeper
my moods, were becoming my cross!

Why is it I wondered?
That I always get, to feeling this way?
Around when it comes
to these, Christmas Holidays?

Could it be that I long?
for what I once use too have?
With all the children and relatives
and my, Dear Mom and Dad?

It's not the same, as it once use to be
these Holidays are different
Well, they're different for me!

It's not the same, this emailing, ya know?
I sometimes need a hug and a kiss
from the family, I know!

Maybe next year?
I'll have the money to visit, I'll just wait and see.
And fly down for a visit, for the Holidays
their present, just LITTLE OLD ME!