as i inhale
christmas carols,
i exhale stale air
... a frosty mist
which makes
me pull my jacket
closer for warmth.

i also realize
i exhale

YOU.

the only person
i search for the best
gift to be given

and i can't find
what my heart
truly wishes
to give.

not one store
offers the certificate
i would even consider
giving.

so i type in a computer
search.

this is the place
i hope to find
exactly the right
offering, for which
i will pay my last
penny on.

memories rush
through my mind
like a thanksgiving
dinner with all
the virtuous trimmings
and delicacies
of pure truth.

but my search
is dwindling
down to nothing

as page after page
reveals empty promises
of the tall order,
... maybe too tall
of an order

where i am ready
to max out my
credit cards,
go into debt,
insert my whole being
to buy what
i can't find.

there is no gift
certificate which can be purchased
to promise you

health,
happiness,
peace.

so i can only
sit here
and continue
to be

your biggest cheerleader.

12/14/2010

Posted on 12/14/2010
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