Christmas Wrong

Christmas is a time of
difficulties and disappointments,
Santa failures
And other losses.

The dogs of hope
snap at the turkey bits
they’ve been whining for
and drop them, snarling.

Joys are seen
backwards in mirrors:
coloured lights on others’ houses
as I drive away.

And yet …
and yet in the darkness
some small light, hidden,
that I can hold

And nurture.

Leave a Reply