Is there anything sadder
than a house newly bereft of its Christmas attire?
Why yes, I believe there is.
That list is very long, indeed.
Today, though, I choose to ignore
those other, sadder things, and indulge
in post-holiday petulance.
My vote is for year-round twinkle lights.
Glitter and sparkle in June.
Icicles hanging off the porch in July.
Holiday baking in August.
Now I'm being ridiculous,
and even I see that, as I tuck ornaments away
and brush pine remnants from the carpet.
I'll move on with the seasons
and fully embrace the glum of mid-winter.
Tomorrow.
#smallstone
Sunday, January 12, 2014
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