Counting Til Next Christmas

Poem By maya crisol

tis been two christmases
you never failed to bring
tears not of joy nor peace
but of misery and gloom
shrouded by darkness
forever loomed

i scream for the old times
not too long ago..
before two christmases that was
but no longer...no more..
bitter whimperings on christmas eves
and spiritless prayers for ease

If i count the days til the third of this
Might i find a reason to wait atleast?

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