That Tree
The angel tilted a bit to the left
the bare spot faced the back
bulbs were "airlooms"
you know all the one's
we didn't break last year
strands of tinsel draped the branches
going higher up the tree each year
tantalizing the cat
the lights blinked
and they weren't supposed to
the manger family was played with
given rides in trucks
nestled in baby doll carriages
there really was frost on the windows
the gifts under the tree
reflected a generations needs
and touched upon a few wants
in the chill of a Christmas morning
it was the most beautiful tree.....EVER!
John G. Lawless
12/24/2020
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2020
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