For those who have the Charlie Browniest lives
Who can’t find the happiness in holidays,
And open empty mailboxes each and every day.
“I know I should be happy but I’m not.”
We cry to you, God, when we don’t feel loved,
When we feel like failures,
When we are engulfed in fears,
And when we feel the world would be better without us.
It doesn’t matter if the if the doctor is in
Or the friend is in
Or if joy is in.
There is no joy.
Our tree is sparse just like our spirits.
May those who can’t shake their inner Charlie Brown-
Who can’t form a smile in their souls-
Find the purpose of their lives,
The splendor of the season
And the love of a friend.
Inspired by Charlie Brown Christmas, 1965