Christmas Time

In the glow of Christmas lights, A man sits alone, through the silent nights. His heart echoes in the empty space, Yearning for warmth, a familiar face.

Snowflakes dance, but he feels no cheer, For holiday joy seems to disappear. In the laughter of others, he's left to roam, A solitary figure, in a festive home.

Yet hope whispers in the candle's flame, That loneliness, too, shall have its name. For in the quiet, he finds his peace, A moment to heal, where sorrows cease.

Paolo Driussi