We did it! Mom's Christmas tree is up and lit! Dad placed it near the hearth of their fireplace where Mom can take in all its glory from her favorite chair. This afternoon she fell asleep, submerging herself in the newness of its beauty. The tree's frosted white lights cast a shadowy glow among its full branches, as though they were just dusted with freshly fallen snow. Mom doesn't want to decorate it until my sister, Brenda comes in later this month. So, for now, 'Oh, Christmas Tree' waits patiently for its final touches of freshly strung popcorn, dancing ornaments, and sparkling splendor.
Finally, Mom has a little something to look forward to............
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