Old Fashioned Christmas Tree Trudging through the falling snow To find the Perfect Tree. Oh what fun that used to be For the Family Drag it home upon a sled Mount it on a stand Feeling very sure indeed 'Twas the grandest in the land! Cut a branch from over here Tie it over there It must have the perfect shape Not one spot to be bare. Pop some corn, and one by one Thread it on a string It will make a lovely place For the gifts Santa will bring. Cutting out the snow flakes Angels and Christmas Bells, Singing Silent Night and ... The First Noel. Make another garland of paper strips colored bright, Oh my, to a childs eye It was a wondrous sight! See the little marshmallows Floating in our cup.. Wouldn't take us long at all To drink that cocoa up. Now for the very final touch We clapped our hands in glee As Daddy placed our Star of foil On top of our Christmas Tree. We didn't have electric lights Or store bought decorations But memories of our home made trim Are shared through the generations. © Sharon Langan |