Under The Tree

Always I have you in my heart,
It's as if you were there with me from birth.
I can't wait, really I can't;
Seeing you that day is like waiting for Christmas
When you know
What you are getting under the tree.
I feel like crying, but all the same
Want to laugh
When I think of the times that we have
Ahead of us.
There is no way I can forsee
All that I plan to feel
When I see you for the first time
Again.

Shut Your Mouth

It's not two steps from my brain
To my mouth
But long always it seems
The path to speak.
I've not yet released the angst of yesterday
And am looking forward
To what tomorrow
Will allow me to lock away
For a future day.
A ticking time bomb?
Nothing like that,
Just unsure of the script
That had been provided
In times past.
It's all that I've known
To lock away the treasures of disdain
Like they are pieces of gold
Always with me,
These stories untold.