Yule Log

I run
Kicking,
Screaming

The words used - such vulgarity

He dared
Felt the need,
To keep account
How many times - oh why did I ever go [down]

True colors

Allowing to surface now,

It made me utterly cringe inside
Too much offered - won't ever doubt

A lumbering log
Strong, generous, faulty [without ever admitting]
These words of three pretty much surmise thee

Things offered learning now of a false premise - how lousy

No doubt
Things flailing,

His ego perhaps not prevailing
Us trying way too hard - to always keep things sailing

Let Winter light swagger

Let the yule log burn and burn,

I learned once before; Smarter? Not really sure

A New Year awaiting - don't sit by idly waiting for this lady