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The Last Christmas TreeI saw a truck of
Christmas trees He strung some
twinkly lights And hung a sign up with a nail; "FRESH CHRISTMAS TREES" It said in red "FRESH CHRISTMAS TREES FOR SALE." He poured himself
hot cocoa In a steaming thermos cup, And snowflakes started falling As a family car pulled up. A mom, a dad, and
one small boy Who looked no more than three Jumped out and started searching For the perfect Christmas tree. The boy marched up
and down the rows, His nose high in the air; "It smells like Christmas, mom! "It smells like Christmas everywhere!" "Let's get the
biggest tree we can! "A tree that's ten miles high! "A tree to go right through our roof! "A tree to touch the sky!" "A tree SO
big "That Santa Claus "Will stop and stare and say, "'Now, THAT'S the finest Christmas tree "'I've seen this Christmas Day!'" It seemed they
looked at every tree At least three million times; Dad shook them, pinched them, turned them 'round To find the perfect pine. "I've found it,
mom! "The Christmas tree I like the best of all! "It's got a little bare spot, "But we'll turn that to the wall!" "We'll put
great-grandma's angel "On top the highest bough! "Oh, can we buy it? "Please, mom, PLEASE?! "Oh, can we buy it NOW?" "How 'bout some nice
hot cocoa?" Asked the man who owned the lot. He twisted off the thermos top, "Now, THIS will hit the spot!" He poured the
steaming chocolate In three tiny paper cups. They toasted, "Here's to Christmas!" And they drank the cocoa up. "Is this your
choice?" The tree man asked, "This pine's the best one here!" The boy seemed sad--- "My daddy says "The price is just too dear." "Then, Merry
Christmas!" Said the man, who wrapped the tree in twine, "It's yours for just one promise "You must keep at Christmas time!" "On Christmas Eve at
bedtime "As you fold your hands to pray, "Promise in your heart "To keep the joy of Christmas Day!" "Now hurry
home! This freezy wind "Is turning your cheeks pink! "And ask your dad "To trim that trunk and give that tree a drink!" And so it went
on All that blustery eve As the tree man gave Tree upon tree upon tree To every last
person Who came to the lot--- Who toasted with cocoa In small paper cups, Who promised the
promise Of joy in their hearts--- And singing out carols, Drove off in the dark. And when it was
over One tree stood alone; But no one was left there To give it a home. The tree man put on
his Red parka and hood And dragged the last Christmas tree Out to the woods. He left the pine
right by a stream In the cold, So the wood's homeless creatures Could make it their home. He smiled as he
brushed off Some snow from his beard, When out of the thicket A reindeer appeared. He scratched that
huge reindeer On top his huge head--- "It looks like we've "Started up Christmas again!" "There are miles
more to travel, "And much more to do! "Let's go home, my friend, "And get started anew!" He looked to the
sky And heard jingle bells sound--- And then, In a twinkling, That tree man was gone! ©1992 Howard D. Fencl
An original story from
Dads.com
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