Holidays Without Them
Moving away,
takes a lot, people say
but try it –
just around the holidays
I miss our chats
our traditions
and feast
Putting up our tree
No, not you – just me
but would do it all again
with pride and glee
No snow – we know
but Ho Ho Ho
we made it work,
with Caribbean flow
Black cake with rum
bumping our gums
Ham and turkey
di bubble
entire house flavorful
None stop laughing
just –
simplistic styling
Midnight mass
Oh laad
how long will it last?
As we giggled
our way through
a drawn out mass
Now a days
I celebrate –
No cake will bake
Because — Holidays
are just
empty days
without them
