The Birch tree said, I want to be a Christmas tree
The Balsam Fir tree said, you can’t be, you’re a Birch
The Birch tree said, I am white as snow, yes I can
The Maple tree said, find a purpose, I make syrup
The Oak tree said in agreement, I feed the squirrels
Then, the squirrels nearby could hear the chatter
Feeling bad for the Birch tree, they decided to gather
They collected acorns and strung them with blades of grass
They hung them around the Birch tree as perfect garland
Then the Blue Jay gathered some Holly Berries too
The Eagle put together some special leaves for a star
Soon, the Birch was a Christmas tree, gleaming from afar!
Placed 4th in the premiere Christmas tree poetry contest.
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2018
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