Come Trim the Tree!

By Bertra Mason Kusik

It’s time to trim the tree again;

Go bring the boxes in!

Find gleaming balls—red, blue, and gold,

And then we can begin.

First wind the twinkly lights around,

And hang the silver bell.

Place close up front, where it will show,

The tiny wishing well.

We’ll heap some shiny popcorn strings

Like snow upon our tree.

Bright tinsel shines like icicles—

Rainwashed and shimmery.

Now hang some gauzy angels high

Like those who watched the earth.

Place on top some shiny stars

To tell of Jesus’ birth.

Illustrated by Karen Sharp