Christmas Tree
The box opens and out I come
The children approach me full of fun
On my branches they place decorations and lights
I can't help but feeling full of life
The star is placed on my head
The atmosphere around me is everything but dead
On Christmas morning I see smiles as bright as my lights
The feeling in the air is one of delight
As they rip open their presents of everything they've dreamed
They can't wait to have their favourite dessert of jelly and ice cream
December nears an end and I know it's time for me to go
Back to the attic where no one goes
Another year begins another year alone
The countdown begins till I return to the heart of the home
Copyright © Laoise Lauren Rahma Hafsa Kennedy | Year Posted 2016
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