A poem of a very sad and lonely girl at Christmas time.
Christmas Comes Once A Year by Barbara Lynn Terry
Christmas comes only once a year, And so does my sadness and fear, That I will be all alone again. Because my family cannot sustain, Their acceptance of this girl in me.
Christmas comes only once a year, Along with my loneliness and tears. My dinner is at a meal site, Where servings are small and light, And I eat in silence dreading my plight.
Christmas comes only once a year, But I don't understand why they're not here, To celebrate the birth of our Lord, Who will free us from all discord, And me who will be so bored.
Christmas comes only once a year, I wish to God my family could hear, The sobbing and sniffles of a sad Little girl who never did anything bad. Oh why at me are they so mad?
Christmas comes only once a year, A day of love and great cheer, They are so distant and yet so near. So why can't they be here, To celebrate with me, this blessed day, That once a year comes this way?
Barbie this s heartfelt and heart breaking, I will be praying for you, the day of the Lord, keep the spirit of Christmas with you, and know that you will get through this, keep leaning on the Lord
God Bless
Michelle~
Very Very heartfelt write it brought tears to my eyes
because you have written in a page the words and feelings
I have carried in my heart since I was about 6 yrs old.
You just need to remember that the one that appreciates you and loves
You is always next to you everyday of your life
Is Jesus..Wishing you Lots Of Love Peace And Joy..Morning Star
Barbie no matter how much we want and crave acceptance from our family sometimes we just have to say "F _ _ k them" and appreciate the people who do care. You shouldn't be hoping for acceptance once a year it should be given the whole year. Anyway Merry Christmas and hope you have a good one for sure.
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
God Bless
Michelle~
because you have written in a page the words and feelings
I have carried in my heart since I was about 6 yrs old.
You just need to remember that the one that appreciates you and loves
You is always next to you everyday of your life
Is Jesus..Wishing you Lots Of Love Peace And Joy..Morning Star
Fee