I'll Be A Real Christmas Tree

This pine forest has been my home
For so many lonely years.
I've watched the other saplings chosen,
And,

The Family Tree

This year, in search of the family tree
We went a-hunting for where those branches might be.
Trudged through

The Broken Ornament

It was a beautiful thing, selected with care,
Collected with pride, an ornament so rare.
Hand-painted

Sitting by the window
On this cold Christmas night
Watching snowflakes falling
As I burn the candle light
The children have

Christmas trees for sale.

Christmas trees for sale lined up in a row,
thirty dollars a piece the sign said below.

A child's