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by Lidia Temores
It's Christmas Eve
Just sitting next to the window
Waiting for you to come.
"Where could you be,"
I said to myself,
I told you not to go
With the home boys today.
But you told me
You would be back safe.
A loud knock on the door...
I ran like a rabbit
Running for its life.
Opened the door
A police officer asked me
Do I know you
And I said yes.
He told me there was a drive by
And now you are gone.
I cried
Like never before;
Like a lover's broken heart
I couldn't understand;
Like the longest algebra equation
Not even the smartest person could solve....
And now I'm by myself
Without you,
Like a bird without wings
Unable to fly;
Alone with only memories ...
Like a picture that says
A thousand words
Yet will never undo this Christmas
The saddest time
Of the year....
by Lidia Temores
It's Christmas Eve
Just sitting next to the window
Waiting for you to come.
"Where could you be,"
I said to myself,
I told you not to go
With the home boys today.
But you told me
You would be back safe.
A loud knock on the door...
I ran like a rabbit
Running for its life.
Opened the door
A police officer asked me
Do I know you
And I said yes.
He told me there was a drive by
And now you are gone.
I cried
Like never before;
Like a lover's broken heart
I couldn't understand;
Like the longest algebra equation
Not even the smartest person could solve....
And now I'm by myself
Without you,
Like a bird without wings
Unable to fly;
Alone with only memories ...
Like a picture that says
A thousand words
Yet will never undo this Christmas
The saddest time
Of the year....
3 Comments:
Sad.
I agree about christmas being sad.
its a nice poem
its sad though.but that could actually be someones christmas
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