Winter

In this winter wonderland,

I am trying to withstand

The evil forces working against me.

Trying to just be

Me without having to conform

Is how I will weather the storm.

The internal pressures to perform

Have often consumed me,

But only because I didn’t want to disappoint thee.

You say the fire is not always there,

But I declare

That you need not beware

For there is something in the air

Whether or not it always seems to be there.

An important decision lies ahead

And every time I go to bed

I pray to God for this shred

Of hope.

I had been on such a slippery slope

And it amazes me still

To think I could find any hope until

You came along.

Stay strong

And just sit back and listen to those beautiful songs.

As the day of the savior’s birth nears,

The sign of celebration and cheer appears.

Gifts of thanksgiving and joy

Come in the form of a new toy.

What I want for Christmas can’t be bought in a store,

Or wrapped in wrapping paper.

What I adore

Is much greater.

On just a hope and a prayer,

I wish you would see in me

What I see in thee.

Sleep well my rose

And enjoy this bit of poetic prose

For my love has chose

And of this I do compose.