The season of joy and laughter
brings only dark thoughts
of passed by dreams
and broken sobs
In the dark tear spill down
like the drop of rain on a window
sliding to make a
reflective path
So much loss with such joyous gain
memories floating by
like broken promises shredded part
righteous anger burning low
a guttering candle flame
A burden to hard to carry
A love to hard to hold
A hatred to tired to burn
In this season of joy and laughter
my heart is letting going
tears slide down leaving reflective paths
of stories long ago
and not forgotten
but finally
forgiven.
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