The Fallen Beauty
The Fallen Beauty Amidst the joyous season’s bright enchantment, A towering symbol of Christmas delight, Stood tall with branches, adorned and resplendent, Yet fate had planned a grievous, tragic plight. Whispering winds grew fierce, nature’s unseen danger, Unleashing chaos upon unsuspecting souls, As a mighty gust caused the towering stranger, To topple, crushing her beneath its toll. Oh, woman of...