The Christmas Box


The Christmas Box

Time stands still
as I unwrap the box
I pull off the ribbon
to the ticking of the clock

I shake it a little
for it feels empty
just like my heart
when I stare at this tree

as I open the lid
there is nothing there
except the scars and memories
my broken heart wears

The holidays remind me
of those I have lost
The emptiness I feel
From the Christmas box

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WordSlinger commented on The Christmas Box


wow, this is sadness bigtime, good write..I linked you up in the forum, Merry Christmas, ty WS & Maddi

tierra7 commented on The Christmas Box


i feel the emotion here.. sad, But...beautifully written...feelings we all come across in our journey in life.. this was Excellent!



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Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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