Ma’s TreeA Poem by Bill MacEachernDecorating Christmas tree with my Ma
Ma’s Tree
Bulbs, lights and tinsel Ring in memories Each bulb a treasure That went on Ma’s Tree Unpacked with kid gloves Like newborn baby’s Kids dared not touch Such fragility’s Ma left the fun part For all of us kids Like licking the spoon Us kids dug right in Handfuls of tinsel Were flung on Ma’s tree Topped with her angel High up on it’s peak Bill MacEachern December 17, 2023 © 2023 Bill MacEachern |
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