A HOLIDAY IN TRANSIENCE
A Christmas tree blinks helplessly,
Ornaments trying to keep its courage up.
Friends bow branches,
And borrow stories from other days.
Memories drift,
Wisps of clouds
Driven by nostalgic breezes.
Burdened by melancholy
And gaiety,
The tree stands,
An unflickering candle
In the whirlwind of lifetimes.
Lulled by the bitter sweetness
We are transfixed
On the ageless cross
Of separation.
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