Never grieve the evergreen
We cut up from the earth
To make a moment's magic—
It's roots go deep
In the backyard
Where the little one dreams
And remembers
You gave her wonder in a story
Of a mystery of a star
With a gift of hope and memory
And a dream beneath a tree
She sees it now
In the snow-down
White bird
Soft as Christmas morning
And warm sweets and whispers
Of prayers and singing
In the gathering of family
The seen and the unseen
She feels them
Where she is
As she sleeps
When she dreams
Of Christmas
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