Christmas Tree: 2002_Ink_Drawing3 by Carol Hershey

12/9/08_Christmas_Tree_Poem by Betina Hershey

It's time to get out
The pretty little tree
And arrange the plastic quills
In delicate arches.
Then hang the noodle-glued angel,
The blue, red and green ornaments,
And that funny, tiny piano.
String the lights,
Those warm glowing blues.
The tinsel goes on last,
Dripping down like icy, shiny
Decadence. Oh, be careful.
Keep it hanging straight.
We don't want a mangled mess.
Plug in the tree
And sit in the dark, gazing.