Christmas time comes once a year.

Best to share with someone dear.

If not that, then good friends too.

Time to know those most truly, with just you.

Life’s blessings. Hard to find. Hard to mine. But still there, everywhere, ours to find…our richest, truest, gold mines here.

As for me, I grateful, true. And so glad to have all my friends, including you.



2 thoughts on “Christmas poem…

  1. You are loved, and understood, or at least heard. By a total stranger on the other side of the world. I too would very much like to be free of this madness. Thanks for sharing your struggle.

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