A Flat Time of Year.

The decorations are down and I'm feeling sad,

miserable and mad.

The family have gone home and everything feels flat,

I guess I'll just have to deal with that.

The weather has turned chilly and bleak,

and I know, chocolate I will probably seek.

And it's back to work on Monday, which I don't actually mind,

because I need structure in my life; you don't always need to unwind.

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So, here's to 2020 and all that it brings.

Hopefully, peace of mind, love, and happiness- amongst other things.

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I forgot how therapeutic writing poems can be,

and how they can set your mind and heart free.

I truly recommend it my blogger friends,

 come on guys, grab those pens.

They don't have to be brilliant and don't have to rhyme.

You can do it in your me time.

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Once again I've gone of course, and have written exactly how I feel,

but that's only because my brain and heart have much to reveal.

Slurp! It's a can of diet pop this time.

Now, that I've finished my rhyme.