I love remembering the trees of childhood!
Written at Christmas 1994 for my Brother Joe
by Kerrie O'Hearn Marquart
O' Christmas tree, o Christmas Tree
How lovely are they branches...
Many a time we pulled the sled
And bought a tree tagged in red
For a price that Mama wouldn't dread.
And pulling home our prize,
We dreamed of presents, a big surprise
That might lay beneath the branches
Right before our eyes!
The warmth of the little burner
Spread the branches reaching down
And we weighted them with tinsel,
Colored balls and garland.
After all the ornaments were in place
And the last icicle was hung,
We admired our good work
And sang until the last Carol we knew was sung.
Ginger Jells and chocolate cake from the bakery shop
Were brought by the Aunts who always stopped.
Ribbon candy and nuts in the shell
And Daddy ringing that little bell
As he opened the door and tales of,
"You just missed Santa!" he'd tell.
Rich or poor, old or young,
We still sing 'til the last Carol is sung.
And the Christmas lights will forever be
In the little house on Logan Street
Where dreams began and are now complete.
Merry Christmas to you brother.
What are your special memories?
Please share them with other bloggers and me.
For sharing brings us all together as one,
While we celebrate the Father's Holy Son!
Merry Christmas and Love to you all...
My heart to yours...