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My Christmas tree is all my own.
No other like it can be found.

It’s not the biggest, nor the fanciest,
It’s fake and missing a few branches.

Some lights are missing from the strands,
The silver and gold garlands have gaps.

None of the ornaments match each other,
And the stockings don’t match either.

But the tree always looks perfect,
Although it’s over twenty years old.

The white lights all shine steady and bright,
While all the colored strands blink.

Putting the garland on is my special job,
And the gaps can always be hid.

The ornaments are special,
Because the stories that they hold.

Most of the stockings are all handmade,
So each one is unique.

My Christmas is not about fancy,
Or winning a special prize,

It’s about spending the time with my family
And the memories we pass on.

So although I have a “mismatched” Christmas,
I wouldn’t trade it for the world.