Round the Corner

A Christmas poem

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Christmas is round the corner

and it’s been a full year of adulting.

It seems like everyone is enjoying

themselves but to me, it sounds like a horror,

the nightmare round the corner.

Being a child was easy

and Christmas always happy.

Gifts were round the corner

with food and family laughter.

But now it’s a tough fight

between work and time and others

Christmas demands my time

necessitates, commands, and orders

me to give time I don’t have

for the celebration round the corner

I plan for those who mattered and matter

for some people matter less now

while others a little more

But the jingly jolly bells are round the corner

and it’s time for a break

amidst soulful lights and pretty songs

with cold buildings and warm people.

I’m looking forward to Christmas a little more than ever.