Tannenbaum
Hear now what I say to thee;
Lovely fragrant Christmas tree;
Grown up in the soft brown earth;
Fill your destiny by rounded girth;
With season’s finery on every bough;
For our memories now allow;
A monument of our Savior’s birth;
Copyright © Kenneth Cheney | Year Posted 2019
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