CHRISTMAS

Mid November.
It's not even Thanksgiving
and I just heard "Silent Night"
sending forth its irritating melody
into the aisles of a neighborhood store.
Who determines when Christmas begins?
There's something indecent about
decking the halls before the last leaf falls.
Mid November.
We just recovered from Halloween.
Let's pause.
Hold off a bit on Santa Claus.
Try to accept that life is okay
without naming it after a holiday.


© Ellen Azorin