Christmas Shape poem

Christmas Tree

 

 

I

was

chosen

by my family,

picked

out from hundreds

of other trees.

They brought me home and

placed me

where I could be admired.

They decked me

in gaudy jewels and on my arms

outstretched

they draped fine gold vines and garlands.

An angel

sings from my topmost twig, fine songs

of a baby and its mother.

Wrapped boxes

shelter under

my trunk

waiting.

 

 

 

 

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