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