First Christmas Alone

November 23, 2016

James told me to have

A very Merry Christmas

I wished him the same


He kissed me goodbye

And as I opened the door

I couldn't find my folks.


I saw a bright tree

In truth it was lopsided

But that was okay


There was the smell of

Freshly burnt cookies and though

it had felt like home


It really wasn't and

I had rented my place but

I wish they were here.

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