Holidays

Holidays

A Poem by Becca

It's the holidays and I just want to cry.

 

There is no peace and love.

 

There is no joy to the world, at least not for me.

 

These kids joke around with no care.

 

I run in circles trying to get my work done.

 

I don't laugh or chill with friends by the fireplaces.

 

I don't throw snowballs and build snowmen.

 

The holidays bring me down.

 

I never smile when people push past me in no rush at all.

 

I say forget the holidays. This is the worst time of all!

© 2012 Becca


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Added on January 5, 2012
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Becca
Becca

Rochester, NY



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