I come to share my poetic words,
But I guess you're all off eating birds.
Thanksgiving with friends and family
Been awhile since that's meant much to me.
It's strange this time of joy of cheer,
Always brings to me a silent tear.
Standing on the outside, looking in,
Spending the holidays, alone, again.
And I wonder do you even see the blessing,
So many of you seem to be second guessing?
When in this cold house just one warm smile,
Might serve to make it all worthwhile.
What you so easily take for granted,
Seems a fairy tale life to me, enchanted.
While your participation lacks volition.
Loneliness is my only tradition.
An unseen tear vs. a plastic smile,
Today, neither finds reconcile.
But how can happiness become a chore,
With so much to be thankful for?
I beseech you rethink the measure
Of where it is you find pleasure.
Share the warmth of loved ones near,
Realize those who make life dear.
Can you imagine Christmas all alone?
Five years straight gnawing the bone.
The world to give, no one there to receive.
The deepest of faith, none there who'd believe.
The purest of hearts, no one to hold true.
The highest of hopes to have what you already do.
No, don't fail to appreciate the life you are living,
You may just feel the turkey, like me, next Thanksgiving.
Loneliness isn't in being alone,
Loneliness is alone in being.