Christmas is such a nostalgic time of year, at least for me. The children have grown and left their home to establish their own homes and families and the Christmas tree is evidence of the years gone by. I wrote this poem 2 years ago when we bought a new self-lit Christmas tree that had white lights instead of our forever multiple colored lights.
This year the Christmas Tree
Sparkled with white lights,
The ornaments seemed to shimmer
Throughout the December nights.
You tell our Christmas stories
Of all the years gone by,
The child filled years and friendships
And joys of Christmas ties.
The rocking horse and baby
From the year that Mike was born,
Chirs' kindergarten picture
A child's gift adorns.
"Baby's First Christmas"
When Danny was nine months old,
Ornaments from the school sales,
Oh, the memories unfold.
A stack of wood and tractor,
Tom's remembered here,
Rubber gloves and a little nurse
Fran's gifts from friends, so dear.
Homemade ornaments made with love
Frequent around the tree,
Santa and his Mrs.
Front and center, you can see.
The Gilmore Christmas Santas
And angels from a friend,
Ornaments from shopping trips
A beautiful Christmas blend.
A golden leaf from Colorado
And skiers on a lift
Crystal kiss from Hershey
And ornaments made by Chris.
The tree so full of memories
Of blessings from above
The tree is wrapped with golden beads
From my mother who was loved.
This home holds the memories
Of the family who lives here
And the Christmas tree celebrates
The joys of all the years.
So take pictures of your Christmas trees and as the tree begins to fill with ornaments over the years, it too will tell your family stories.
