A BLUE CHRISTMAS TREE
An evergreen
is waiting
boughs
radiantly
glow.
Ornaments
of crimson
red,
among
green
mistletoe.
As the day
approaches,
in silence
thoughts
of you.
Waiting in
loneliness,
my
Christmas
Tree is
blue.
copyright by heather burns
This poem describes how I
This poem describes how I feel. The beautiful Christmas tree, so full of life and beauty. Yet, when waiting is long and uncertain, hope becomes vain, so empty and lonely. My Christmas is like the Blue Christmas Tree.
Csencsan