Tuesday, December 24, 2019


To everyone of all Faiths, may you find peace, love and joy during your own special celebration.  

The Littlest Christmas Tree
by Amy Peterson

The littlest Christmas tree
lived in a meadow of green
among a family
of tall evergreens.

He learned how to whisper
the evergreen song
with the slightest of wind
that came gently along.

He watched as the birds
made a home of twigs
and couldn't wait till
he too was big.

For all of the trees
offered a home,
the maple, the pine and the oak,
so strong.

"I hate being little,"
the little tree said,
"I can't even turn colors
like the maple turns red.

I can't help the animals
like the mighty old oak.  
He shelters them all
in his wide mighty cloak."

The older tree said,
"Why, little tree, you don't know?
The story of a mighty King
from the land with no snow?"

Little tree questioned,
"A land with no snow?"
"Yes!" said old tree,
"A very old story,
from so long ago.

A star appeared 
giving great light
over a manger,
on long winter's night.

A baby was born,
a King of all kings,
and with Him comes love
over all things.

He lived in a country
all covered in sand,
and laid down His life
to save all of man."

Little tree thought of the gift
given by Him,
then the big tree said with the
happiest grin.

"We're not just trees,
but a reminder of that day
There's a much bigger part
of a role that we play!

For on Christmas Eve
my life I'll lay down,
in exchange for a happier,
loving ground.

And as I stand dying
they'll adorn me in trim.
This all will be done
in memory of Him.

Among a warm fire,
with family and friends,
in the sweet songs of Christmas,
I'll find my great end.

Then ever so gently,
He'll come down to see
and take me to heaven,
Jesus and me.

So you see, little tree,
we are not like the oak
who shelters all things
beneath his great cloak.

Nor are we like 
the maple in Fall,
whose colors leave many
standing in awe.

The gift that we give
is ourselves, limb for limb,
the greatest of honor,
in memory of Him."

The little tree bowed
his head down and cried
and thought of the King
who willingly died.

For what kind of gift
can anyone give
than to lay down his life
when you wanted to live?

A swelling of pride
came over the tree.
"Can all of this happen
because of just me?

Can I really bring honor
by adorning a home,
by reminding mankind,
that he's never alone?"

With this thought, little tree
began singing with glee
happily and proud
to be a true Christmas tree.
You can still hear them singing
even the smallest in height,
singing of Christmas 
and that one Holy Night.

Merry Christmas!


  1. A lovely poem and beautiful illustrations that can be enjoyed by all no matter how one celebrates.

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    1. Obrigado por me visitar durante todo o ano e por deixar muitos comentários adoráveis. Espero que o seu Natal tenha sido muito abençoado e também gostaria de desejar um feliz ano novo!

  3. Merry Christmas, Denise, to you and Gregg and your family. This poem was a beautiful one for the holiday and I enjoyed that you illustrated it with the ornaments from your Christmas tree, which made it more special.

    1. Hi Dorothy, thank you. So glad you enjoyed and I look forward to hearing all about your Christmas :)

  4. this is AMAZING and I love it, love it, love it. the poem and your stunning tree are perfect for today.. your ornaments are wonderful as are the photos you took of them.
    thanks for a blessing on Chrismtas Eve and Merry Christmas to you and yours...

    1. Thank you Sandra, what a lovely time of the year it is and I always appreciate your sweet comments. Look forward to popping over to see how you celebrated your Christmas :) Many blessings to you and yours too :)

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    1. Thank you Christine and even though this is a couple of days after, Merry Christmas :)

  6. Such a beautiful post.
    Merry Christmas Wishes to you and yours.

    All the best Jan

  7. Wow, I am sitting here crying now. How truly beautiful and meaningful. You have outdone yourself for us this Christmas. Wishing you a wonderful and peaceful Christmas.

    1. Aww Ginny, so sweet of you to say. That poem made me tear up too when I first read it. I am looking forward to coming over and seeing your Christmas posts :)

  8. Oh, I did so love this...Merry Christmas to you and your family, Denise.

    1. Thank you Rose, that makes me very happy. Two days later but Merry Christmas to you and your family too :)

  9. Thank you Laurie and the same to you :)

  10. What a beautiful poem, and I love all the photos and he way you assembled this post. Are those all decorations on your tree? They are lovely.

    1. Thank you Great Granny Grandma. Yes, those decorations are on my tree. I have been collecting them for 40 years but have slowed down some :)

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    1. Thank you William, I'm happy you liked my post :)


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