The Single Christmas Poem by Bob Fletcher

The weather's getting colder now, the trees are all but bare
There is a feeling all around and a crispness in the air
Thoughts of home and fireside hearths, comfy old armchairs
The warmth of home surrounds you a time for love and care

Watching fireside embers form a vision in your mind
to a time of childhood Christmases long since left behind
A time when those who Loved you as only parents will
a fleeting glimpse of Christmas past to ward off winters chill.

All of the joyous tidings and all of the Christmas cheer
From our sons and daughters and those we hold most dear
Are precious little facets for us to lock away
To look at when its cold and dark on another winters day

But how bright the candles flame atop the scented pine
The yule log crackling in the hearth mulling deep the wine
In splendid isolation alone I keep my reason
My heart cries out to share this time, lonely is the season