Christmas tree, the tall you stand,
With branches reaching wide and grand,
Your needles green, so bright and full,
Bringing joy, our hearts do pull.

Christmas tree, your lights do shine,
Reflecting memories, so divine,
Each sparkling bulb, a cherished tale,
Of love and hope, we can't assail.

Christmas tree, you hold such grace,
Reminding us of time's quick pace,
For every year, we gather 'round,
As life unfolds without a sound.

Christmas tree, with ornaments hung,
They whisper secrets, songs unsung,
From years gone by, now held so dear,
In our hearts, they'll always appear.

Christmas tree, your fragrance sweet,
Fills our home, a yearly feat,
A scent of love, a scent of cheer,
That brings us back, year after year.

Christmas tree, with tinsel bright,
You're a symbol of love, shining bright,
A beacon of hope, when darkness looms,
Guiding us through life's myriad rooms.

Christmas tree, as time rolls on,
Like the melting of snow at dawn,
We gather 'round, in silent awe,
Embracing love, in every raw.

Christmas tree, you hold the past,
As we move forward, shadows cast,
But memories, like lights, still glow,
Forever present, as we grow.

Christmas tree, your branches sway,
In gentle rhythm, year by day,
As seasons change, and life evolves,
We find solace in problems solved.

Christmas tree, as season's end,
We bid farewell, with love, we send,
You brought us joy, you brought us peace,
Your presence, even as shadows cease.

Christmas tree, your beauty fades,
But in our hearts, forever ingrained,
A symbol of love, that never dies,
Like stars, guiding us through life's skies.