A Tall Tree Story

A ray of light peeked into the room
But oatmeal and coffee had all my attention
A sort of made bed cushioned the sunlight
As I sugared and stirred the daily concoction

Sustaining checks end the end of next month
I know not what the close future holds
But today we will buy our Christmas tree
To fill with lights of reds, greens and golds

Spruce or fir, douglas or scotch
Anything with hardy needles is fine
But its not up to me to make the choice
That privilege goes to that daughter of mine

She writes great stories of heroic damsels
Yet allows time to toss around a frisbee
Because she’s sweet and kind and very giving
Even to her sometimes irksome Daddy

Into the car, off to Home Depot
With more than a tree to buy
She picks out a plantable Italian Stone Pine
OK, Lilly, we should get this, why

Oh Daddy its so pretty and smells so good
But I’ll tell you the reasons best
It makes nuts and compared to that other tree
It costs exactly one cent less

Into the car and back to the house
With stuff and lights and the new tree
Lilly decorates it all so very nice
Merry Christmas to All and to Thee


About Kitt

Sometimes a rhyme or couplet wanders across my consciousness. So, I share it. Other times I'm a hospice social worker; others, a Dad; others, southerner, New Orleanian, cajun enthusiast, voter, and on better days, a not-too-awful-poet/rhymster. Welcome to my page. Enjoy.

Posted on December 3, 2012, in Poem. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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