Stolen Holidays
A poem for the challenge about when the holidays used to be full of joy
Stuffed on turkey and gravy The holidays made the days feel wavy Around my family I was always the clown And we liked to drive seeing the lights around town Nights spent playing video games past our bedtime Where time froze on a dime We snuck in the closet to get a peak at our presents Never understanding the word resentments Those are the holidays I miss them most Now a days no one wants to host So I travel far far away to the cold Finding someone else to hold I wish we could turn back time Before the clock struck midnight, echoing their chime Every year Santa came and left But every year it felt like theft Because my family stopped coming by And I kept asking Santa why So here I am halfway across the world with family on my mind Wishing those holidays were more kind
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Matthew Mccahey
I want to use stories and life experiences to allow others to be open about their own.
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