“Enjoying the sun?”
“Yes sir, I am.”
Moments before
I saw a barren tree
adorned with a single
star,
atop
the otherwise barren
branches. There I sat,
a calm day,
a reason
to rest and
Christmas as it were
blazing
devoid of any other
ornamentation.
We spoil ourselves
with decorations, tinsel
and lights and then
one way up high
as though the others
weren’t enough.
“Enjoying the sun?”
You bet I am.
Today it’s all I got.
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