A Christmas tree tall and shiny.
Dad is the trunk, great and large, holding up the tree.
Mom, the lower branches, stretched out wide. Holds
us up and lets our light shine.
Sisters are the blinking light all aglow.
Brothers carry the heavy ornaments and lighten our load.
I am the shining star for all to see.
Just look at my family, a Christmas tree.
Comments about this poem (Christmas Tree by Jackie Butler )
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