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Christmas Sadness
by Thomas Miller

The lights still glow, but not for me,
They shine for ghosts I cannot see.
Wrapped in cheer the world pretends,
While memory breaks where joy should bend.

The tree stands tall in borrowed grace,
A shadow dressed in former days.
Each ornament, a fragile lie,
Reflects the tears I do not cry.

Carols float through thinning air,
Songs for hearts no longer there.
Their echoes linger, soft and slow,
Like footprints fading in the snow.

The clock moves on, the season stays,
Repeating all its cruel displays.
Time forgives, but never heals
The quiet weight of what I feel.

Yet in this sorrow, dressed in white,
A candle fights the endless night.
Not hope, perhaps, but something true:
The strength to make it quietly through.