I’ve Left Alone: Revolutionary Blogging Iambic Poem

Late night
starry lights
shine at Christmas.

Neighbors trees
illuminate me
as I pass.

My friends I’ve left.
I feel bereft
and moan “Alas!”

To whom shall I turn?
They won’t return
who I’ve sassed.

I shouldn’t turn away.
I should let my heart stay
open at Christmas.

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