It would be best to read my Christmas Eve. poem...

It's Christmas Eve.
The night when every one finds joy...

I look out my window,
and could not help to see...

Look into my eyes!
Can you see my every tear...

Love and hate .
My sweet fate...

Can you read my mind?
For I have a poem that needs to be read...

For Mary Ann.
This is your day...

Oh! Girl...
My words...

I just woke up from a deep dream.
I want to tell you it turned out happy...

Another Saturday here without any one.
Family telling me I'll never be any one...

No matter how far apart.
You will always have my heart...

I write these words in pain.
As you read can you feel the rain...