A tired Christmas tree rests peacefully in the snow
I lie gently on the snowy ground and rest.
My branches are tired and full from the love, joy, loneliness, and excitement of these past December days.
I was much admired for my colorful ornaments and strings of lights. Vibrantly wrapped. packages surrounded my base. Children whispered their dreams to me.
I lie here now in the quiet where I was gratefully placed. I can still smell roasted turkey and hear the Christmas carols.
I rest, longing to return to the earth. I am ready, full and content.
I welcome the transformation back to rich black soil. I relish the slow years of steady growth.
I will begin anew, growing slowly, back to a lovely evergreen tree reaching up to the sky. I will stand tall and green in the earth’s warm sun. I will await my return to a living room and another Christmas with its days of laughter, love and light.