Claire V. Bogdanos

The saddest day I do recall

It came about late in the fall

I was a child that long ago

What caused it all I do not know.

The day was calm the air was sweet

With burning leaves along the street

The Yuletide was not far away

My thoughts ran wild for Christmas Day.

I had a friend ( she used to be )

She shared with me in secrecy

And told me Santa was a fake

I thought my heart would surely break.

Now that I’m old I comprehend

My world did not come to an end

But rather know when I am sad

I search for reasons to be glad.

We need to fill our lives with glee

Remembering that laughter’s free !