The Tree (it’s starting to look a lot like…)

The Tree…

 

So December arrives

What does it mean?

We count down the days

Oh yes, we’re really keen

 

The garden centre beckons

Another arduous trip

Never mind the madding crowds

But watch the ice, in case you slip

 

You view fifty trees

They all look the same

In frustration you pick the first one

It’s the annual run around game

 

Now into the car

You bend, twist, and shove

Eating needles you hadn’t planned on

Once in, you raise your eyes up above

 

With ease you bring it home

Stand back –  look at your icon with pride

Until you notice something is missing

You now want to run away and hide

 

Never mind, a job is done

The family will be pleased

No concern about the lopsided tree

Or being continually teased and teased…

 

More like this: @Poems for the Festive Season on Amazon.co.uk

 

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