Taking down Christmas
A sad time of year
The bringing down of lights
Causes my eyes to well with tears
The dismantling of the tree
Makes my eyes sting
….This time of year.

I guess this is a fitting way
To tell the old good bye
But as I fill the storage boxes
and prepare to stow them away
I can’t help but think
That a little spirit is lost

Tucked neatly in my closet
Laughter and cheer hide there
It seems it gets forgotten
Just left on the shelf to stare

Why can’t the symbolism
Stay up all year through
To remind of us all the “Peace on Earth”
“Good Tidings to All” and “Happy Holiday to You”

But, instead, the garland, lights, and tree
Are crammed too tightly in their homes
To wait a year to be free
…For their special time of  year!