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The Bowing Tree

We were so pathetic our first year of marriage. They say that being poor builds character, maybe that explains it. 

We were married way too young to ever have much money, The thought of spending for a Christmas tree seemed to be too funny. We decided that we would do without to save cash on which to live, Because the cost of even a meager tree was more than we could give. One night on my way home from work I followed a tree barring truck, A pothole hit and a tree flew off it seemed I’d had some luck. I took it home to my new bride and the sight lit up her eyes, She decided to make decorations for this Christmas tree surprise. So while I went to find a stand, she started to pop some corn, She took a needle and threaded them and soon the tree adorned. She cut out cardboard stars and bells in foil they then got covered, I set the tree up in its stand and that’s when a problem was discovered. There was something wrong with the trunk of our little Christmas tree, It curved so badly that when it stood up it made the letter “C”. Without some help it couldn’t stand so to the top we tied a rope. To the closet rod it got fastened to hold it upright was our hope. When the door to the closet slid shut tight the tree stood proud and tall, With its aluminum decorations and popcorn strands it really had it all. When we opened the door to get our coats the rope would always slack, And the little tree would bow to us and we would bow right back. Many years have passed since then and now our house is full of trees, But none of them are as polite as our first that was so eager to please.

Copyright © Tony Lane

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  1. Date: 12/7/2011 8:02:00 PM
    Those are the times that make the sweet memories people remember. And this is a precious one.

  1. Date: 12/7/2011 2:47:00 PM
    LOL, what a cute little tree it was, I'm sure. I'm a real sucker for xmas trees - we have them growing all over the garden

  1. Date: 12/7/2011 1:13:00 PM
    you paint such a picture Tony and gave me a few smiles , thank you . Declan .

  1. Date: 12/6/2011 10:45:00 PM
    how adorable this is, a bowing C shaped tree! I remember as a child we strung popcorn one year. I guess we could even have painted them colors or dyed them or something!! was this for Deb's contest?

  1. Date: 12/6/2011 3:53:00 PM
    you are a funny man Tony Lane... you have me chuckling here , almost slipping off me brain... as Harry says lucky tree.....

  1. Date: 12/6/2011 2:50:00 PM
    lucky tree to have found you Tony, awesome poem, enjoyed this. harry

  1. Date: 12/6/2011 1:36:00 PM
    I do so love this story Tony. It's just so sweet and I wonder if you ever thought about the letter "C" being Christ's intial too. Maybe it was a Christmas present. This is just so special. Thanks for sharing. God Bless and Merry Christmas from our house to yours. JB :)

  1. Date: 12/6/2011 10:07:00 AM
    very touching and i'm so happy to hear that this is a true story. thanks for sharing it in rhyme (always the best way to tell a story!)

  1. Date: 12/6/2011 7:33:00 AM
    Oh how I love this one Tony, I will share it with my friends, this one is priceless. Sending you love for your sweet heart and your grizzly soul, hugs, Vienna.

    Lane Avatar Tony Lane
    Date: 12/6/2011 8:52:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    And it's a true story just the way it's written. It's the tree that we always talk about because it's the one God sent us. We now decorate 7 trees in our house.
  1. Date: 12/6/2011 6:03:00 AM
    GOOD MORNING! No coffee yet. Our place is small. The sound of water pouring may wake her up...What a delightful poem, Tony! Reminds me of our earlier Christmases. My first Christmas alone, after my mom died and I broke up with a boy, I spent in this small, basement apartment. I did not (and still don't) drive. So I bought a 4 foot tree and PULLED it home through the city. Couple of branches just didn't make I did do the popcorn. Cheers to you!

    Lane Avatar Tony Lane
    Date: 12/6/2011 8:53:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I have more about our first christmas coming in the next few days. I should write it up as a screen play. We were so pathetic.
  1. Date: 12/6/2011 5:43:00 AM
    such a cute poem, Tony. You are so creative. I look for something from you every morning, and am never disappointed. It is always a delight to read your poems. Happy Holidays! :) Catie

    Lane Avatar Tony Lane
    Date: 12/6/2011 5:57:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    That's a lot of pressure to put on a guy. I'll do my best thanks for reading.
  1. Date: 12/6/2011 5:43:00 AM
    A wonderful story of Christmas tree you have penned here Tony.Enjoyed very much.

    Lane Avatar Tony Lane
    Date: 12/6/2011 5:56:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you Kash poet.