That Time of Year

Evette
It's that time of year again

The holidays come so fast

Last year seems like yesterday

Tomorrow we'll call the past.

It's a jolly time for some

But not so jolly for others

I think the older we get

The more these times seem harder.

Most of our loved ones are gone

So very truly missed

They made the holidays fun

Without them there's no bliss.

Though we try to hide the pain

Pretending we're jolly and happy

It's that same time of the year

We always feel sad and crappy.

Published by Evette

Single mother of two and three grandchildren. Originally from Hollis, Queens, NY.  View profile

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