Alone

Just a few days before Christmas
And all alone except in my head
I try to make sense of my thoughts
And decide to stay alone instead.

Presents are wrapped and delivered
No one expects me to call or appear
It just isn’t the same as years ago
Little thought of joy or even cheer.

I’ve given my best wishes to family
I believe they will feel I’m around
My love I try to show them each day
I know they are okay without a sound.

This holiday seems much less important
Just not the same as in the years past
So rather than share my own frustration
I’ll hope the New Year will come in fast.

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About graypoet

Just one that at times puts the words to the page and lets them fall as they might.
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10 Responses to Alone

  1. jadedmess says:

    β™₯

  2. I send a warm embrace and one for each day right through Christmas. xo

  3. Colly says:

    For someone who ne’er drinks I find myself wanting to drown in alcohol till new years. So cheers…!! πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

  4. shalynne says:

    Captain Morgan and Coke Zero is my hubby’s favorite cocktail, and we will raise a toast to you this season as we imbibe (occasionally). Thanks for sharing your words and thoughts this past year. I have always enjoyed reading them, even if I don’t leave a comment. You’re a gifted poet and I hope to read much more from you in 2015.

    • graypoet says:

      I have had this in the cabinet for a while, time to crack the seal…lol. I will raise a glass and smile, Thank You. I have missed your posts, the thoughts and images make an old gent smile…(and maybe more….). I hope 2015 brings you both all that you desire. I am humbled at your words, I leave the thoughts of my mind and hope they touch. I haven’t tried being published, I just write here, maybe one day. So, I’m but a lowly word bender, glad to have those that seem to make sense of the words. Hugs

  5. shalynne says:

    I hope to be back with more regular posting in 2015. Kind of going through a dry spell, creatively, probably due to stress, but things ARE looking up. πŸ˜€ Cheers!

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