Holiday Ritual

An only child mourns her mother evermore...

"HOLIDAY RITUAL"




The Dark Days of December
begin their entry
into my life
come October.


Depression sneaks toward me;
I already know it’s coming -

yet I can Never quite
prepare accordingly.


My Yearly Sadness
descends upon me.


November dims my life.
My spirits.



And Always,
when December finally does arrive,

My Heart dies.

My blood runs cold.

And frozen tears

burn my face.