7 December 2012
A tiny tree in a big dark wood Waiting, watching whilst others stood From a small brown seed 'twas newly grown Amid raging winds where all was blown
Many winters long and hard, came and went with no regret Trees for friends, animals too, even birds, no cause to fret Wind and rain, sunshine too Frost and snow making me blue
But now the peace, is no more People come with big chain saws The fright I feel I know not why Maybe... I'm about to die!
I sleep so deeply, dreams of wonder Of fire, and warmth and deep deep slumber On my branches twinkling lights Decorations waking up, cold and frosty, fearsome nights
children laugh and sing and play And make for many a happy day Presents sit beneath my frame Filled with promise and a fun filled game
I am a little Christmas tree As merry as I can surely be Much loved and cared for In pride of place By the fireside where sits a friendly face
Oh happy me, my dreams come true I am a tiny tree in a big beautiful house
The Tree • Opuss № I