This is how Christmas dreams end up: stripped bare, dead on the side of the road, surrounded by scattered elements of covering, waiting to be discovered by the trash man.
Remarks
It’s truly reflective of disappointment, and understandable. i wonder if I’ll ever have my dream of Christmas come true. My family under one roof, in celebration of life and the good things that have come from bad. Probably not. i feel that i’m sitting at the side of the road waiting for someone to sweep up the pieces of my hopes and dreams.