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Here lies our once proud and perfect tree,
Once adorned with lights and decoration,
Nestled underneath were our precious gifts,
Once the center of attention and conversation.
But now, it is left on the side of the road,
Abandoned. Waiting to be recycled,
Waiting to be mulched, what will be left
Is just a memory.
Our gifts and adornments too will pass,
Life is so fleeting, just like a Christmas tree,
Even perfect ones will fade
Into distant history.
I love this. So poignant.
Mulch is good, but, yeah, what a demotion.
its sad right? thanks for sharing! here’s mine for this thursday.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/02/19/the-tears/
What a great message! I love the title. 😮
beautiful delivery of your emotions or message.
keep it up.
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