We put up our tree.
A little too early,
If I must say.
It was tall and beautiful.
I think it was the Christmas magic,
Because it was fake.
The lights synchronized when it spun,
But to me,
It started to look plain.
“Let’s now put the spheres!” My sister said,
“We don’t have a lot of time to spare.”
We worked into the next day,
Happy for the together-time
We shared.
Each and every ornament we put,
Is a wish we all hope to come true.
For until next year,
We’ll just enjoy,
Our little light show
