Falling Snow And Falling Tears
by Southern Comfort
Friday, December 07, 2007
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It is Christmas everywhere, but not in my heart. You are gone and have taken the joy of Christmas with you. |
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My calendar says that it is the holiday season,
But I have no spirit, for me there is no reason.
The stockings are hung by the chimney with care,
The Christmas tree is lovely, but all I see is your empty chair.
I sit recalling another Christmas and happier years,
The snow is falling and so are my tears.
My Christmas is blue and my sorrow is deep,
When others deck the halls, I sit and weep.
I submerge myself in tradition, but no peace do I find,
There is no solace for me, to ease my troubled mind.
While making suger cookies, my tears fall into the dough,
I just can't stop crying because I miss you so.
I try to sing Christmas carols, but tears muffle my voice,
I hate this endless depression, but I have no choice.
Your voice still adorns our answering machine,
When the phone rings and I hear your voice, I want to scream.
I've lost some friends, for a lone woman is no social date,
Women now class me a predator on the hunt for a mate.
In my constant quest to get merry,
I drown myself in bottles of sherry.
Maybe next Christmas, my Christmas wish will come true ,
That when Christmas rolls around again, I will have joined you.
Music: A Hard Candy Christmas
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
12/8/2007 |
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You are breaking my heart with this write. You are not alone, many have gone through the same, but life does go on and you must find your way back into the light. God knows you are worth it, why can't you see it?? Do you think he who is gone is sad?? Please smile and be happy again.....
Be safe,
Karen |
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
12/8/2007 |
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SC. This is so sad, You need to stop crying and get going. Don't settle for less than you deserve, no man is worth this much misery. I have lived this life that you describe, and believe me honey, there is so much more for you out there. Chin up, go do something for someone else this Christmas, a homeless shelter, a soup kitchen, a critical care baby unit, anything that will lift your spirit by seeing what a wonderful person you are inside. Please do this for you SC and your beautiful spirit.
Much Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V" |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
12/8/2007 |
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WIll Christmas ever b the same?
Doubt it very much!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Ann Scarborough |
12/8/2007 |
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I will wake alone this Christmas just like every Christmas for the last three years, SC. I am learning to like living alone. No one wants me, so I put up my tree and decorate it. Don't cry. It just makes your eyes and nose red. Very sad write. But you aren't alone, you have all of us. We love you!
Love,
annie |
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| Reviewed by Knight Flo (Reader) |
12/8/2007 |
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Oh how sad, if I had it to give, a little joy I was share so no one would ever have to feel this way ever!!!
Beautiful poem!I have to buy some more Kleenex! |
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| Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson |
12/8/2007 |
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I know all too well of the heartbreaks
around Christmas time.
Very sadly written.
Pick you up at 8 for that date
with love,
Ron
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| Reviewed by M Wood |
12/8/2007 |
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| Sad yet clever write.... Christmas might be Merrier than you think |
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| Reviewed by Walt Hardester |
12/8/2007 |
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I hear you on this one Sissy. This Christmas will not be the best for me either. At least I have the Grandkids to vicariously live through.
Walt |
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| Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G |
12/8/2007 |
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"I" know it's been awhile, but i haven't forgotten Sweet SC!~
I hope all your hustle bustle this Christmas is filled with Blessings nonstop!
My muse has me writing and less reading, but I'm here to stay!
awhile today!
This sad poem touches deeply and brings tears sweetly to your soul!
Much love and Warmer hugs and Blessings, Warrior Sweet Lady Sheooxoo
STay Positive!
P.S. Swweet Fee has it right, when your soul is full - YOU need nothing more when helping others! |
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| Reviewed by larry linville |
12/8/2007 |
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thanks for sharing the emotional poem to remind us to be aware of those whose Christmas is not all joy.
Larry |
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
12/8/2007 |
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O, this is so sad, SC; this one made me cry! Powerful poem; very well penned! Nobody should have to be alone, especially at Christmas!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Li'l Twister. :( >tears! < |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
12/8/2007 |
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It is true that for those who have lost someone they love whether through death or just breakup, Christmas can be one of the most depressing times of the year and the sucicide rate always seems to increase dramatically at this time...the cure such as it is...get out and get around people, even working in a volunteer soup kitchen beats the emptiness of self pity alone in an empty home.
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