Let’s go back together

And try to remember

The one Christmas that

Meant the most to you.

As for me, it was the tree

That would roll when

The wind blew.

Yes, this a true story.

I am a member

Of a very large family.

We were very poor, but

For the most part

We were happy.

Now, let’s go back

To the Christmas tree.

The truth is, it wasn’t

A tree at all.

We had no money to purchase

even a small tree.

So my mother went out

Into a field and found

A tumble weed.

It was a very large tumble

Weed, as I recall.

We had one string of

Blue Christmas lights

And a Christmas angel

To put on the top.

There were no presents

Under our tree.

But it was beautiful,

And meant more to me

Than any present.

How about your Christmas memory?