by Jenna Grey
and it reminded me that my tree is still up. I don't seem to care one way or the other if it's there.
Anyway, your poem is real. Good poetry.
Our Christmas tree is on the front porch until the 15th.
Then my wife will put her foot down. I hadn't noticed all
the bagage I had attached to my life in awhile. Wish I
couldn't get it out of the way as easy as that tree. Thanks.
To celebrate the season's joy
Strikes me as not blind obstination;
Ten days before and ten after
Gives 3 weeks of Christmas decoration.
Christmas evokes memories of yesteryear ~ the enjoyment of the present ~ the longing to hold the Season close before it takes its leave. Enjoyable!