They look great and did no wrong
they bring a twinkle of joy to you and I
as a symbols of a hope and love and more.
And yet after the sixth of January
we tear them down,
box them up and put them in attics
or storage, as if they are meaningless,
at least for the next ten and half months of the year. ..

What strange creatures we are, with
odd traditions which are an amalgamation
of what came before, and was popularized
by peoples long since gone and still we
hold-on, guided by the past and our sense
of preserving traditions.  But why?

We do so because we allow ourselves
to feel as we did as children for
six weeks of every year…  but what
if we could keep this feeling always?

“Stop trying to get out of it”

… OK… We’ll take them down!