Twas the day after Christmas', when all through the street,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
Just the sad tree sat there
Awaiting the shredding truck to come
And destroy its branches
Filled with promises of a long life one day...
(Pictures taken on my street on December 26)
1 comment:
Ah, my favorite day of the year! The anticipation of Christmas and the Christmas tree. Everyone looks forward to decorating it and gathering the family around it. The ritual of putting present under it and topping it with that special heirloom tree-topper. Then, on December 26, you wake up in the morning, come downstairs and it's as if someone dropped a dead animal carcass in your living room. ARRRGH! GET THAT THING OUT OF HERE!!! And the beloved Christmas tree is tossed out on the sidewalk like a homelss guy.
I love the holidays.
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