Tell me, tell me what you see? A Christmas Tree? No, no this is a memory tree. Such a spell it weaves for me I see my children’s lives opening a rewind, that is what I see. Tiny toys and decorations made with love a Santa stuffed with wool and a star made from an old glove.
A drummer boy an angel too all kinds of pretties made from coloured paper, sparkles and glue. Some were made at Nursery or school and some at home, what fun we had it was all so cool. There is an angel on the highest branch she looks like she is smiling at a glance.
Tiny little bags for sweets, tinkly bells and balls, all kinds of treats. Lighting up the living room sweeping joy before it like a broom. Tiny lights and brassy beads everything a memory tree needs.All the decorations made by the children with love. Looking back with help from up above.
The years pass by, I see them grow but the love from the tree still seems to flow.The boys all grown and moved away but they all remember the things they made. When they visit on Christmas day. There is so much love and fun invested in the decorations for the tree we could never throw any of them away , you see. They mean too much to the family and me!
Here is the drummer boy, he is really older, he is mine from an even earlier time. He holds memories that bring me joy my bright and smart drummer boy.
There is nothing like a Christmas tree to make us smile and awake old memories. Christmas decorations bring such joy to old or young be you girl or boy. So decorate your Memory Tree with love and joy and fun and when you need a lift, gaze at your tree and happy memories will come.
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