This post was written at Christmas time but never published, so I thought I’d do so now.

It’s a holiday again today,
I’ll be alone most the day,
Only wish I had someone,
Always willing to get up and come.

But the way I’ll share this day,
Do it someone else’s way,
Their home, their food, their family,
I wonder where my family might be.

Immediate family is quite small,
We scattered far in every way.
Not just distance, though it be far,
But talking, sharing, not who we are.

I wish there was someone to care,
I wish there was someone to dare,
To break the past and start anew,
But we don’t know what to do.

What to do to be more near,
What to do so we can hear,
The sounds of family having fun,
Then the start will have begun.

Here Again

Holiday time isIMAG0055 drawing near,
People with those who are dear.
But all the bustle and the cheer,
I wish I were anywhere but here.
Heart is heavy¬†from those I’ve lost,
Ones that I loved the most,
This is why I never host,
Anything other than a blog post.
I need traditions of my own,
As I’ll mostly be all alone,
The support of others, I have none,
Not from anything I have done.
I miss my mom, I miss my dad,
I have lost what once I had,
Inside it makes me feel real sad,
When will I again feel real glad?