Holiday

    I wish I could claim to have written this, because it says so many things so well. This poem was posted on Christmas day by a person whose words are often worth pondering.

    There is some heartbreak on the happiest days
    for people who are gone
    who loved us and who we love still
    and for the lovers
    that love passed by

    There is some heartbreak in the very best of days
    getting up early or staying up late,
    walking the streets of
    waking houses with the lights coming on
    and you can almost hear the oohs and aahs
    and you forget, you forget
    that you’re on the outside
    pretending that you aren’t looking in

    There is some heartbreak on the happiest days
    for people we never got to know
    but we hear in the back of our mind
    a whisper that we should know them
    or should remember,
    should remember people in a war zone
    that isn’t their in-law’s house
    people like us bringing down
    memories from the top of the closet
    and there are never as many
    memories as you thought there were
    never as many memories as you wanted

    There is some heartbreak on the happiest days
    a sweet secret of a heartbreak that we share
    a sweet secret of a heartbreak for someone we love
    and that secret makes us smile
    for someone who isn’t there

~ XineAnn

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A human being, striving to become more so.

Posted on December 26, 2007, in Poetry, Quoted. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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