When you spend time in expectation,
Of hearing those words with such elation.
As the heart goes deaf…loneliness,
The soul joins the common, weeping chorus.
When the chase for hope drains,
And your being knows no greater pain.
There remains just one duty deep,
Let the passion inside finally sleep.
When the surprise of tragedy showers,
Over the beaten spirit for hours,
And happiness you cannot exude,
Set sail on seas of solitude.
Time is friend to no one,
A cruel and blistering sun.
Some wounds will never heal.
Never put it past even time to steal.
As a year gives its final bow,
And you sit in stillness wondering how,
To reclaim the Joy that you once had.
Realize it is possible for Angel’s to be sad.
Love is no longer, she has walked away.
For her awaits a glorious new day.
To this question you pose, have no doubt,
You will spend the New Year without.