By Evangeline DeVeir
An Evergreen Tree
We brought into our house one night
an evergreen tree-my husband’s delight.
I cast my eyes upon it and thought
“Oh well, it will do as well as naught.”
We carried the boxes, attached the lights
hung the tinsel and ornaments bright
Then placed a star of white on high
last the icicles, and stood back with a sigh.
I gazed in amazement for before me stood
not an evergreen tree-a piece of wood
But a glistening majestic thing
that took my heart and made it sing
of “Peace on Earth-Good Will to Man.”
At last I began to understand
that life-like a Christmas tree
can only be what you make it-you see.
And now each night, with lights turned low
I sit in the quiet and watch it glow.
That simple little evergreen tree
bedecked with precious memories-
We made of it all that we could
that’s how it must be with anything good.