Thanks for the help. The site has been a bit getting use to. Yes if you could center this that would be great.
Here is the edited version.
Solstice
By Scott Newport
When the weight of
Christmas morning-
Falls, the chill
Begins
Begins to fill
Those empty souls
Others become
The emptied on
The one missing
No present
No presence
Lost to the decider
One decision
I detest-
And everyday
In between
The solstice of
Death