Christmas Trees

Silent and snow-dusted,

Slumbering on their feet like sheep

White in the moon,

Huddled together to sleep.


Too innocent to fear the harvest,

Too old to anticipate delight,

They stand shoulder to shoulder-

Invincible tonight.


And their entire world is ever green,

But for the falling snow.

I concede to the chill to see

The wonder and mystery bestowed


No child outgrows.

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