Christmas…ooo…Christmas

Snow falling,

Bell ringing,

Socks hanging,

ME smiling…,

Santa coming,

Family gathering,

Children singing,

Me crying…,

Remember the loving

Remember celebrating,

But now you are missing…,

Christmas…Ooo…Christmas,

You come bearing gifts,

Of happiness and of sadness,

Time was the cure,

Giving me strength to endure…,

Christmas..ooo...christmas…

Metaphorical poem

Life is an egg,

Once it's broken,

Considered dead.

Happiness is banana,

Monkey like it,

Ladies enjoyed it.

TO THE VIRGINS, TO MAKE MUCH OF TIME. by Robert Herrick

GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may,

    Old time is still a-flying :

And this same flower that smiles to-day

    To-morrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,

    The higher he's a-getting,

The sooner will his race be run,

    And nearer he's to setting.

That age is best which is the first,

    When youth and blood are warmer ;

But being spent, the worse, and worst

    Times still succeed the former.

Then be not coy, but use your time,

    And while ye may go marry :

For having lost but once your prime

    You may for ever tarry.

My gloomy day

      A dark gloomy sunless day,

Cold and silent all the way,

Frost on the windows

Force me to stay,

Just the same as yesterday,

A dark gloomy sunless day,

Still the weather of yesterday,

Made me impossible to,

Go out and play,

So I only lay as they,

A dark gloomy sunless day,

Here I lonely lay as they,

With crying  and tears,

I did pray,

So God will make me obey.

Visual picture

A broken tree cut

Brings no shade to the weary

Then what good is it?

Lay all the tree,

Sitting on it without guilty,

Discussing with no sympathy,

What more the empathy,

There stand all cruelty.