In the time it took me to walk
The trash bins to the street
Two trips, eighty strides each
Wheeling the blue recycling
Then just simple trash
Finally a third chilly walk
Dragging a tiny brittle tree
Our Christmas, complete
The sun hovered
Glowing giant orange
Through stretching branches
Curious angles, each unique
Twists of unknown origin
Then, a glow
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