ALONE WITHOUT YOU
Like a child feels on
Christmas morning,
Full of joy,
Excitment and pleasure.
This is like I felt
Everytime we were
Together.
For like Christmass
Which comes only once
A year,
Our times together were
Only to few and far
Between for my liking.
As one who learned
Early that Santa Claus
Wasn’t real,
The season lost all its
Joy and great wonder.
Only to become a very
Sad and bleak time of
The year.
And as the years passed,
I spent them alone.
The way I feel now
Without you is not much
Different than that.
The joy and hope and
Wonder of you has been
Taken away from me.
Each time I see you I
Remember all the fun and
The anticipation of
Being alone with you.
And know that it will
Be no more.
C.D.RANSOM