The Tree

ByDiania

The Tree

As you decorate the Christmas tree
With ornaments of love
Memories your children made
Ceramic ginger breads hang above

Does it ever cross your mind
What your tree really means
Can you close your eyes
And imagine Jesus on the scene

A baby boy receiving
Gifts from all around
While animals and shepherds
Stand upon the ground

A king born to deliver
The world from all of it’s sin
A gift no other man
Would ever give again

Born not only to die again
But for you and me to live
You could shop forever
And not find a better gift to give

We get a little crazy
Around this time of year
The meaning of this day
Just seems to disappear

If we take time to remember
Why we decorate the tree
Then Christmas Day would be
The greatest gift for you and me

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  • Great reminder! Did you write this? It’s wonderful. 🙂 May your Christmas season be filled with wonder and excitement as we anticipate our Saviour’s birth. Blessings and Happy Wednesday! 🙂

    • Larri, Diania did write this! Isn’t it wonderful? She’s an amazing poet. Blessings and Happy Wednesday to you too, my friend!