Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for December 30, 2008

That’s ok Dill go ahead and cry. There’s nothing sadder then a discarded Christmas tree.

sugie63: What about one of those poor, dried out ones? Are they sadder than a still-green tree?

Wonder if anybody cries when it’s time to disassemble the tree and put it back in the box.

Now you will not swell the rout Of lads that wore their honours out, Runners whom renown outran And the name died before the man.

Iphelia Yes, brings back memories. To An Athlete Dying Young - Could Housman have written anything more poignant?

Whizzy:

Don’t take this the wrong way, but if you have to explain it, it loses some of its tarnish.

i think u mean “varnish” not tarnish

Almost made ME cry.I’m with you, Dill!