Written by Danielle E. Pasqua
Copyright © December 18, 2015
Saturday morning I decorated the Christmas tree
A task I did so I could be with my family
But in the closet where the artificial tree was kept
There was a sore sight I could not forget
The box that protected the Christmas tree was open
But despite that the branches were not broken
We all sighed with relief as we took it out
But when we did, we heard a musical sound
Down the hall we carried the tree to the living room
And we all listened to the crescendo of the tune
That’s when Christmas records were not necessary at all
Because the score from the tree made decorating a ball
It didn’t take long for the Christmas tree to be complete
Yet the rhythm from the tree kept its beat
We wanted to know what the medley was playing
And if there was message it was saying
As we all gathered as one in prayer
A harmonious family who only knew how to share
Then a voice sang from the angel on top of the tree
And a golden light was the only color our eyes could see
“When you decorate you hear the Christmas tree song”
“Understand through tough times it has been there all along”
“Even after New Year’s Day when you put it away”
“The Christmas tree song will forever stay”
Then the voice and light disappeared as if it never was
But we knew we had to thank the Lord above
That however the Christmas tree song arrived in our home
Gave us hope that we would never be alone
Those lyrics that the angel had sang made our family unique
The only hymn a Christmas tree song could ever teach