I see
I see everyone
Hustling and bustling
I see
I see everyone
Busy with shopping
Scoring the best deal
Out there, patting
On their backs
For a job
Well done
I see
I see everyone
Rushing off to elsewhere
Than what I call home
I wonder why
No answer came
To my mind
I think
I think everyone
Has lost the point
The point of idle time
With just home
And family
No agenda
No items to be crossed off
Just a cup of hot cocoa
A plush blanket, soothing fire
And long chatters
Something to hold onto
Until the next one
This piece is called My Kind. While the holiday season is upon us, let’s take some time out to observe: our surroundings and ourselves.