You failed….. just as you asked for.

Great write👍

hello deares Chris it seems her sadness may sustain you or make you unhappy as she is just out of reach either way this is clever and beautifully written ❤️

I like how you combine the pieces. and the line I never hear you crying got to me. Nice spill here

hello dearest Chris a very heartfelt write I hate cycles and I love seasons why must everything always be changing? I take my moments where I can and have become secure with being invisible I used to draw attention not intentionally but I did none the less…I wish relationships lasted longer than cycles and seasons great write ❤️

one of my favorites stanza And we’re right!
Always right.
Always, always, and in all ways …right.

No I do not see you as whiner or a complainer. I see you as being introspective and know how you feel. Good work here

I’m admitting the title pulled me in.
This was in unexpected read. How everyday should be like Christmas. The meaning of it.
To remember to be patient and find joy in the unexpected, like NASCAR. lol
I personally think if everyone would have a sprinkle of this in their
everyday life, it would have a huge impact on your daily outlook. Life has a way of making us desensitized from
all the good around us. Like someone who says thank you and holds open the door.
Uplifting write!

Adelphina referred me to this write. And also said that you look like a Santa!
Your gift to us is your emotional write here. It hollers out a plea that we all know, yet didn’t have the articulation that you did.
It’s a very entertaining write, even if full of frustration and the “is it good enough?” gift giving.
Well thought out, and written.

Hi Chris, such an honest write. Mornings can be and are the often the most difficult part of the day for some. I hear you. Moved by your words and the struggle I felt contained within. The title says it all.

The other Chris

This is quite a good poem. It’s thought inducing, but not overly manic like some. I really like it.
Well done.

This is really good, felt a little sad reading it but that shows it’s good.

Mornings are hardest, I think. Just placing both feet on the floor is a victory. That first cup of coffee does more for me than I can say. We’re all in this thing called life, together. Thankfully, this venue offers us a human connection. Hang in there, Chris!