Christmas


The saddest time of Year
A day, sometimes the entire Month
To remember early childhood
The action figures Set like a fierce stage of endless battle btween new and old foes
The tear of brightly colors boxes
The Dinner to never be forgotten
The familiar knocks and Family entering
Holding even more Boxes
The thoughts of the day never wanting to end
The thoughts of when it does end
The Drinking and screaming
Arguing and stupidity
The Horrid acts filled of cursing
The silence of an empty house
The Joys of Childhood
Broken
A jolly Day
A Broken day

A mixture of feelings combined, nice write

Thanx ^^

and mighty big Hug.
Cream

Collages, we hope the sad can be hidden, but always it comes out. Thank you for sharing.

Thank you for reading ^^

Sounds like we're brothers,,wink,
Nice poem man.....

Thanx

Glad you enjoyed it ^^



Brothers by pain, by Fault

Has a ring to it ^^