There I was <br />Christmastime, four years back <br />Heading into the Superette <br />Down on Main Street <br />I can still feel <br />The sting of sleet on my face, <br />Your words ringing in my ears <br />Inside: smiling faces, Holiday cheer <br />Jingle Bell Rock and Silent night <br />Much too much to do... <br />Mustn’t let you slow me down <br />Flour, butter, sugar, molasses <br />There’s dinner with Steve and Jean tomorrow, <br />Have to bake tonight <br />I have no time for crying, <br />No time to wonder why <br />Maybe in the morning I’ll think about goodbye <br /> <br /> <br />©(2007) Raymond J Wright<br /><br />Raymond J Wright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/maybe-in-the-morning/
