Holiday

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.