Melancholy HolidaysA Poem by Dave W.End of the year came to quick....
Isolate in evenings late,
thinking of the year gone by. How fast October arrived, soon leaving for Novembers throne. Somber days, leaves amber gold, crunch and crinkle, trees skeletons shone. The end of things desolate, I think, I contemplate life and lifes finale. Nothing is wrong, I melancholy sit, I wonder where the year has hid itself away to. Older but none wiser, Thanksgiving is almost here, soon Santa will say his ho ho ho's. Holidays will cease, winter settles in, mirth has come and gone, this year is over like a beautiful song, I hate good byes. End of the year always gets me, the holidays vanish in a wisp of vapor, the highs of festivities joy fleeting, the cycle continues, this will not be the last time I feel this.
© 2024 Dave W.Author's Note
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StatsAuthorDave W.Tigard, ORAboutI love to write poetry and hope that something I create will connect with someone that needs to read it more..Writing
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