The minute Christmas Day
expires, the old decor
is strone in piles amidst
the plastic bins with lids.

At once inspired, today
is lifeless, dull, and worn.

I plan a route to reach
the closest Goodwill before
the emptiness is seen
and blame befalls to me.

9/16/23 Leander, TX

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Even though I love to decorate for Christmas, once the holiday is over, the decorations seem cluttery to me. This poem gave me a chance to express a little bit of that feeling.