The Christmas Gift



The scent of pine lingers sweetly in the air, 

The lights, a multitude of colors dancing merrily, 

Caressing each branch with warmth and brightness. 

Each small figure placed with love, 

Hung gently carrying a lifetime of memories. 

More than simple pieces of painted glass, 

Each small soldier stands guard 

Over this precious tree. 

Trumpets, Nutcrackers, bright shining orbs, 

Tiny soft pillows with names and years, 

Each a moment of Christmas past. 

Collected over a lifetime, 

They are more than just trinkets. 

This friends represent a lifetime. 

Reflected in the lights are joys and pains, 

Years that flow past with so little effort, 

Crowned on the top by an eternal snowflake, 

Whose light beacons to all, 

Stand near, know love, 

Feel the care that resides in this soft pine castle. 

Remember well, that while this child of the earth 

Shall soon join those memories of yesterday, 

That the love found within these sweet boughs, 

Can truly last a lifetime.


Richard Huggins

December 3, 2000

©2000

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I learned the techniques used here with the help of some Harmony PSP tutorials. 
I would like to share those with you, but they have been taken down.