Christmas Poem
By
Jesse Cooper
My
Chair
Bumps
Through
The woods
As we look for
The perfect tree
We leave a piece of
Silver for the wood sprites
The decorations are in storage
We dust off all the ornaments
Dad spends an entire day stringing
Together popcorn and cranberries
I’m happy to have Dad home this Christmas
The tree’s spine is crooked like mine and Mom’s
Stan’s homemade ornaments are placed on the tree
They hang on the branches like rings on fingers
Colored lights beat out white lights this year
This is our Charlie Brown Blue Spruce Christmas Tree
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