Memories
on a Tree
by
Annette Baesel
A
gold
silver
glass
globe worn thin,
the oldest, reflects
the merry years of trees.
A tiny polka-dotted red ball
replaced
the one that fell, broke to
splinters.
White lacy snowflakes, first
ornaments for a bare apartment when a
scrawny
Charlie Brown tree was perfect.
A
crystal angel nests in the heart of the pine
blessing lives braided into a single long plait.
A small green pickle, hidden deep, brings luck
and laughter. A round red bell says I Love Grandma,
dangles
in its place on a low branch. Etched bronzed
hounds
race through the tree scaring the winged black cat
named
Mabel. Yellow kayak and oar, sea otter, snowshoes
speckled blown glass salmon, tokens from a
time in rainy cedar
forests. Painted glass peonies, amaryllis, iris,
reminder of spring
in four seasons country. Delft Dutch shoe,
cable car, sea shell,
cactus
in a cowboy hat, Canadian Mountie moose, Peruvian llamas,
tell tales of journeys far. A simple heart of
multicolored beads made
by
tiny hands a reminder of early years and mother love.
Regiments
of scarlet coated nutcrackers
Santa-hatted
Scooby-Doo
oversee
the cast of soldiers,
gnomes,
ballerinas, ponies,
echoes
of Christmas past.
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