It’s just a Christmas tree,
just some goofy colorful ornaments
stockings on hooks
Santas on stands
These tall doors don’t accommodate wreaths
Just a couple sparkly outdoor ornaments
Just a little printed message
carved out and painted silver
Just a sparkly J and an O and a Y
to greet the oh-so-occasional visitors
But it is a bit of cheer
kept in bins, out in the garage
and every year, we decide
whether to decorate or hunker down
This year passed, filled with curses and lies
This year past, of all the years
Sprouted hope like mung beans in the fridge
Just in time to turn the tide
and I decorate
to celebrate
with a J and an O and a Y
at the front door.
Thanks for expressing what so many of us felt this year, far and near. Joy at the end of this cursed year!
And maybe next is a pledge to “lest we forget” and a hope that humanity will learn from all those painful lessons taught this year.
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