Gathered Round Our Christmas Tree
The stately fir and cedar
are roped in garlands green
about the staircase bannisters
edging old wood's polished gleam.
Their bracing forest fragrance
punctuates the air with spice;
on the tree in parlor window
twinkle sparkling lights like ice.
What joy to sit at evening
with just candle glow released,
the tree lights softly spreading
an atmosphere of peace.
I think about the loved ones
soon to gather round and sing;
I think that heaven’s angels
guard us here with outspread wings.
Perhaps they touch us softly,
when or how we may not see,
with love from those we’re missing
gathered round our Christmas tree.
Copyright, December 7, 2017
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