The Perfect Tree

by brian francis

There in the corner is where it would stand
An undressed Christmas tree gathered by hand
Father would take us in search of just one
To find a tree worthy to honor the Son

There were gifts to remind us of the greatest gift
The one who was worthy to span judgement’s rift
It was he that we honored and praised with our song
It was he who was given to make right what was wrong

On Christmas eve we would gather to trim and to dress
That one tree found worthy the one we’d deemed best
While the children were sleeping, dreaming their dreams
The gifts were laid out beneath its sparkles and gleams

Copyright © 2020 brian francis

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brian francis

Born and raised in the idyllic environment of Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. A rural paradise perfect for a roving childhood. Now living in the desert southwest, with a flock of parrots, a pigeon, and Three dogs.

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