A Christmas Tree
Christmas time again
time to shop and gain.
Spare sometime to find a tree
that is perfect just for me.
A trip up the hill
adorn with beauty still
powder white snow
glistening with the sun’s glow.
Upon early cold dawn
with summer long gone,
cannot help to lie upon the sound
snow covered ground.
Snow angels to be found
under my frame round and round
giggle, laughter, so profound.
Through the crowns of pinnacle trees
bright sun burst around a Christmas tree
excelling in its sight,
emerald green arms to the light.
Immerse in a dream
an image of armor gleam
tensile garland, lights, and glass ornaments
presents under the tree and what it represents.
A symbol of Christ, a sign of undying life.
A Christmas tree of life.
Left the snowy hill, my heart be still
an artificial balsam fir and away from the chill.
12/12/2017
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