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Poem: Merry Christmas, Goodbye |
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Written by Michael Salsbury
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Friday, 28 October 2005 |
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Many years ago, I was very much in love with someone. For reasons I'll probably never quite understand, it didn't work out. My heart was broken, and it felt like my life was over. Had it not been for an appropriately-timed radio commercial, it might have been. Writing this poem helped me to work through some of that pain. The good news is that today I'm married to an absolutely wonderful, beautiful woman who treats me with more respect, love, understanding, and consideration than I ever thought possible.
Christmas
With shaky nerves, I grab the phone.
It's cold and snowy here alone.
I fight the shivers, walk in place.
Thinking only of your face.
The number dialed, a distant ring.
Your smiling voice, the only warming thing.
I ask if we can work it out.
You say no, it's over now.
You'll see him soon, you leave tomorrow.
In your voice I hear no sorrow.
Two great years gone, what will I do?
There's just no focus without you.
If it wasn't this time of year,
And my family wasn't here,
I'd end it now to kill this pain.
And you'd still board that plane.
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