I love the new Christmas tree this year. All the lights work! This is my Martha Stewart/Stepheny design for 2013. I remember well the Christmas trees of my childhood that filled the center of the music room in the Georgian house where I grew up. When I discovered David Keig’s poem, it blessed me. In reading the poem, I remember a little girl coming down the staircase to find her parents waiting by the tree once again.
A Christmas tree
With dark green needled memories
Of childhood dreams and mysteries
Wrapped present-like in front of me.
I glimpse a past wherein I see
The child that then grew into me
Not forward fast but haltingly