Oh Christmas Tree
Looking at the Christmas tree…With its lights so bright
Laden down with ornaments… Of red-gold-silver and white.
Some are of other colors…Some reflections of glittering show
But all bring back memories…Of Christmas’s - and folks we loved so.
When I look at the Christmas tree…I tend to go down memory lane
Remembering our children’s laughter… As they hung each candy cane.
Then going back further … My mothers face I see
As her favorite part of Christmas… ‘Was her Christmas tree.
Now the years have turned pages…And Christmas’s have come and gone
Our grands, helped decorate our tree too…Now its great - grands and how time has flown.
Still there’s echoes of laughter…As each ornament is hung
And memories of each Christmas is sweeter than…Each carol sung.
Oh Christmas Tree you are a symbol…Of our families past
And each year you add a memory…As our family increases fast.
Mintie Lue Butler…11-29-2012
Merry Christmastime
red, blue, yellow, green
strings of lights hang on houses
Merry Christmas
soft touch of snowflakes
sticking to the windowpane
fireplace all aglow
sparrow in barn loft
roosting on a bale of hay
sheep in the meadow
*shepherds in the field
near the town of Bethlehem
the night Christ was born
our Lord––the reason
why bright lights hang on houses
red, blue, yellow, green
*(Re: King James Holy Bible, Luke 2: 7&8)
Freeda Baker Nichols