The Holidays Poem by cheryl davis miller

Another holiday alone
leads one to take a pause;
to ponder over days gone by
and wonder at the cause.

I always thought I leant myself
to others needs and cares.
Perhaps I just deceived myself
with well wishes and prayers.

But hey, there is still life to live
and time to make a change.
So next year I won't be alone
a party I'll arrange.

I'll start tomorrow getting out
to make some friends anew,
Tomorrow or the next day that's
perhaps what I will do.


c.d.m.11/17/15