‘Twas the twelfth day of December
And decorated was the tree!
Ornaments of pink and green
Sprinkled for all to see.
Bulbs of gold and silver,
Dangled seeming carelessly,
Scattered scripture verses
And miniatures of nativities.
But high atop the nine foot wonder
Was the CHRISTmas tree crown!
It was cheap, white and plastic –
It was a star of great renown.
The father and the mother,
Had bought it 20 years ago.
It was supposed to be short lived
But the family wouldn’t let it go.
So high atop the tree it stands,
This symbol of frugality –
Or perhaps it symbolizes a little more –
Tradition and sentimentality…
To the KING be all the glory!
LOL. Looks like your dad is putting on quite a show. ;)
I am just loving your poetry! It is sincerely a delight!
Lots of Love to you all…