No More Holidays Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

NO MORE HOLIDAYS

What day today I do not know
For I've been running to and fro.
So many things I've had to do
These holidays, I need something new.

I cannot keep this pace with age
My bodies screaming now in rage.
I'll give the honors to the young
All Christmas things to be un-hung...

I'm tired, I'm beat, no more to stand
No energy is now at hand.
So now these holidays must go
For next year, I will be 'No Show'.

Just go back to my everyday
For in my bed I'm going to stay.
No holidays, do I want to see
Can I just go back to being me?

Exhaustion now is setting in
And my old age is beginning to win.
Now as I stand with blurry gaze
I ask you please, No More Holidays! ! !


Author: Carolyn Ford Witt

12-26-06
By Ms. Caroline


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