I Know Why It Isn'T Christmas Poem by James Bloom

The days are not good I'm in so much pain.
There doesn't seem to be anything great i feel so sick.
It surely doesn't feel like Christmas.
Jesus wasn't even born on Christmas day.
I don't want to put up the decorations.
I'm just going to take them down again soon.
My Santa red hat has turned black.
My tree has no green it's bare.
My Angel left me ages ago.
My girl won't come back.
Last Christmas I gave you my heart and you lost it.
I'm walking in a winter wonderland full of rain.
Santa Claus is coming to town but not stopping at mine.
The Snowmans picking me up but his dropping me in the air.
Maybe Santa Claus will come Christmas eve.
Maybe The one i love will come.
I know I will be with the people that love me the most.

Created on: Tuesday 9th December 2008