Cards are like wings
Carrying the warm regards
From our heart
To those to whom
Other times
We keep our feelings
In reserve
It is in the Christmas season
That we yield
Allowing the emotions
To find their way
To the surface
Counting on Hallmark
To convey
What we cannot voice
But I balk
With the canned expressions
That do not speak
Of our true feeling
Of your importance
In our life
Of the good times
We shared
Of our wishes
That the future
Would provide more
Second helpings
Of life’s sweetest dessert
