23. The Proud Little Christmas Tree by Sarah Scott

 

The Proud Little Christmas Tree

Sarah Scott

"This one! This one!" a small voice cries!
"Oh yes! It's perfect and just the right size"
The older voice agrees with laughter full of joy,
Gazing with love, at an excited little boy.

Sometime later, sitting proudly near the fire,
The little Christmas tree is glad that he's not higher.
For if he was, the boy would never reach
His topmost branches, where he decorated each.

And every spindle with a shiny coloured ball,
Then ran around with tinsel, being careful not to fall.
"Mummy! Daddy! Come now and see the tree!
It's beautiful! All decorated, and all done, just by me!"

With smiles on their faces, they all walked hand in hand,
Eyes falling on the tree that's now looking so grand!
They string tiny lights, it's quite the finishing touch.
Nothing else is needed, except the presents, cards and such.

Later on that night, when we all fall fast asleep,
The little tree stands, his joy shining through his lights.
Being part of a family, during this festive season,
Makes him feel so special, for now he has a reason,

To be so happy, the centre of affairs.
All the way through Christmas, he'll show them that he cares,
Watch them open presents, sing to them, as a sign.
His song is very special, it's the fresh sweet small of pine!


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