You don’t know it yet
But someday you’ll see
When they come with their axe
And cut you down, little tree
They’ll tie you to their roof
And drive you far away
And before you know it
You’ll be the center of Christmas Day
You’ll be laden with tinsel
And glittering glass ornaments
The children will play around you
And you’ll guard the presents
The cat will climb in your branches
And destroy every last decoration
Shattered glass will surround your trunk
And the morning will be filled with surprised exclamations
You’ll stand next to the fire place
And it’s warmly crackling flames
They’ll bask in its glow
And revel in your shadow
This is Christmas, you little tree
The marked end of your immobile journey
You’ll be the choice of the children someday
You’ll be the idol of the children at play
Grow strong, grow big and tall
Because it won’t be long before you fall
And your end marks another beginning
The start of another season
Tangled Plots 