Copyright 1999 -- Robert Baer Jr. 

One More Christmas without a Wife

A poem:

		One More Christmas Without A Wife

		I look around my lonely house
		A third straight Christmas without a spouse
		Should I be happy?  Should I be sad?
		Should I feel joyous?  Should I feel mad?

		Should I think about Christmas fun?
		Or the terrible things my ex wife has done
		When she left me for someone else
		And tossed me and our son on a closet shelf

		What does Christmas mean to me?
		It's a time of year with little glee
		It's the time I remember all of my pain
		And pray to God it won't happen again

		So many folks have gave me the shaft
		Instead of compassion, they all just laughed
		My ex-wfe, her lover, and now my new boss
		Have made this another year of painful loss

		The only joy I have is on the 'net
		Writing stories and chatting, it helps me forget
		About the life of sorrow I now own
		How this Dinosaur's days are spent all alone

		Now that I've written my sad little tale
		Love lasts forever, but when marriages fail
		Love turns to anger and sadness and woe
		Like having a car but with no place to go

		Another Christmas without a mate
		I grow much older, now it's too late
		To dream about love in the marital sense
		This Dinosaur's mind is just too dense

		So now I end this sad little poem
		And once more glance at my lonely home
		Reflections of joy and sorrow and strife
		One more Christmas without a wife


Written and Submitted by

Robert Baer Jr
The Computer DInosaur