Green Cedar Christmas

by

There is a green Cedar Christmas tree

That lives and breathes inside of me

It glows with big bright bubble lights

Little siver bells of tinkling delight

Glossy blue juniper berries of glass

Icicled silver globes held fast

Wrapped inside a crimson crystal chain

And fragrance as fresh as Summer rain

It was the first tree my Mother gave

In 1949 To my brother and me

It has been gone now for fifty years

Fifty years of trouble sorrow and tears

And yet I know the tree still lives

For its memory became a part of me

Its glory has tarnished a bit I guess

Nothing it seems worked out the best

But once on a brilliant Christmas Eve

Our eyes shined in the candle's gleam

As we stared in wide eyed wonder

At our mother's bejeweled Christmas scene

There will never be another as beautiful

Until with Jesu's glorious peace we be

As that Christmas of the green cedar tree

My Mother gave my brother and me

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by: John William McGrath III
from: Mesa, AZ, US

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