O Christmas Tree
You stand there in my lounge
All proud and upright
No fears of extra-wide hips
Stop you from being fierce
Draped in multi-coloured lights
You stand out with pride
Not looking for corners or shadows to hide.
More tinsel, more tinsel you seem to rustle
Too much isn't enough
You clamour to be noticed
With angel on high
You shout, look at me!
With ornaments dangling on every branch
Big, small, bright, shiny, old and new
It doesn't matter, you wear them all
Fashions come and fashions go but you
You keep your favourites year after year
No matter if you're real or fake
If you're tall or squat
For the few weeks you are here
You don't hesitate to shine so bright
And pull all the family together.
Claire Buss is a multi-genre author and poet, completely addicted to cake. Find all her books on Amazon. Join the discussion in her Facebook group Buss's Book Stop.
It's a cute poem. Congrats and Merry Christmas!
ReplyDeleteThank you - hope you had a lovely Christmas!
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