From Much to Mulch

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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.


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