In lights of green and silver glow, Where memories and heartache grow, Through flickering screens of past and pain, Facebook wakes the teardrop rain. Amidst the echoes of a festive scene, Xmas trees with tinsel sheen, Yet every season finds me here, Breaking walls of hope with fear. We just said farewell to an era's tale, Each post a whisper, a sorrow's trail, In every photo, a love from before, Lost to the scroll and nothing more. Tomorrow dawns without embrace, An empty page, a crowded space, With tears that stream, alone I cope, In digital reverie, I search for hope.