Have a jolly holly Christmas

There is nothing tonight.

The magic of Christmas is not quite and

Santa has lost his ho ho ho

And you wish you still believed

But you are empty and so is he and

You wonder if the next year will

Ever become the next year

Or if it really is a white Christmas

And if the very next day you’ll give it away

For free

Like always



You find a rose

Crushed petals

Between rough pages.

You try to remember a time

When it was in bloom

But spring found winter quickly

And it’s hard to know

When the cold set in.