the sad moon
by edith garcia

i am like the moon
because the moon hides
when the sun comes out.
yes, i am like the moon
when problems arise
like smoke from a chimney.
christmas is here again
and yet i don't know what i want
in life
enter the new year
without you
all of the laughter
the smiles
and the love of a family for all
but me
alone
powerless
like a fish out of water
everyone happy
the songs
the food
and company
everyone is happy
but not me
thinking of you....