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Christmas has come and gone.
The giant ball fell at Time Square.
2004 is on.
There are so many new adventures to share.
My little Christmas tree still stands in view.
It was moved from my shelf to a safer place.
The decorative statues are now very few.
The holidays are slipping away.
It is regrettable to see the holidays end.
Open gifts have been taken off the ground.
Baked goodies are no longer present.
The family gatherings are no longer around.
Remembering the warmth of the holidays can last all year round.
Wearing a sweater that Mom gave you at Christmas time,
or reading a tennis book that your brother found.
And glancing at those Christmas pictures is always fine.
Christmas may be long gone now.
But my little Christmas tree remains on the shelf for all to see.
The time will come shortly for me to take my tree down.
The dirty box lay in the attic awaiting the tree.
The littlest Christmas tree has had a wonderful story of its own.
Having been forgotten and rediscovered after so many years.
It gave a great show.
It is time to say farewell to my little Christmas tree but with no tear.
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