The Bulb

As I look upon my tree I can't help but ponder just what it means The star on the top represents The King Below are the blessings He's given to me A bulb for my mother and one for my son Beside it my fathers, each grandparent gets one My wife and my friends represented in light Each like our spirits shining ever so bright Each ornament represents, the gifts on the way There's one from my childhood I proudly display The train at the bottom circles the tree Like the love that we share, its path never ending We rejoice in the strength, the joy and comfort His branches provide unending support All coming down from the One up above Derived from the trunk supporting our love So as you gaze upon your tree With clearer eyes may you see It was never about the gifts below But His ever warm and constant glow