I woke up this morning..
No smile whatsoever...
I look out my window,
it was not white, nor bright,
christmas.. I whispered..
I walked around the house..
Not a creature to be found..
except for my dog,
that followed me around..
I bet even the cockroach was in its home..
eating the big chunk of chip that fell on the ground.
With its family they ate, creepy cockroach smile..
I'll say..
but anyways.. cold morning,
wasnt the best, I had her on my mind..
I felt as if.. my heart fell out of my chest.
Mom's with the bf,
I'm with my dog,
Dad's probably out.. drinkin.
friends all with family..
and I'll sit and watch t.v!
eat some cookies,
go to sleep..
then.. let christmas arrive..
ohh how great..
I've been excited all week..
my christmas.. how great does that sound?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
your coming the California for Christmas next year.