• I look before me and I se
    a wonderous thing called
    my white chrismas tree.
    Sparkling with blue glass bulbs
    spreading electricty to flash
    twinkling with silver garland
    branches spring to random directions
    and on the branches are tied navy bows

    I look before me and I see
    Ornaments hanging off my christmas tree
    Some are round and some are flat
    Some show a reflecitn back
    Some are glass or even plastic
    Ther's even on I made
    out of multiblue colored yarn
    as my mom's brthday present

    I lok before me and I see
    a glorious figure sitting
    atop my beautiful christmas tree
    An angel dress in white
    with a silvery sash and soft robe
    feathery wings spread; ready to fly
    Golden hair tucked under her hood
    Holding a gem capturing the snows glisten

    I look before me and I see
    that my grandma happens to be
    the angel on top of my christmas tree.
    She sits and smiles on top of the tree.
    She watches over and guides me.
    So as a tribute; for the holiday season
    I look before me and I se
    My guardian angel watching over me.


    R.I.P.
    Bea viner 1928-2005