Christmas Never Comes Poem by Kamil Grzywacz
Christmas Never Comes
Christmas tree
Bright as a star,
First one of the night.
What's underneath
Not around
Seems to really matter.
Sarcastic smile
Is unwrapped,
With another present.
You want, expect
And always get,
Yet again not pleased.
This time of year,
Special still?
Tradition fades away.
You grew and saw,
You grew and saw,
Saw it for yourself.
Without a doubt
Regard the time
Christmas never comes.
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