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I'd see him once a year / this time of year /
in my dreams / in my wishes / in my heart /
yesterday / you weren't here /
not in my mind /
not in my desires /
not in the blinking of my tears /
it's the gathering / the turkey
the yams / the cornbread
the champagne glasses clinking /
the gossip / the glances I'm avoiding /
the low lights/ the soft caroling music /
in this neighborhood restaurant /
where everybody knows what they
know / the coupling
the feeling of emptiness /
as I stare at the train that wraps around the base
of the Christmas tree / reminds me
of how long I waited at Grand Central Station /
to find out how much you loved me
Another poem to read: Still, No Christmas Lights
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