Twig Tree, Redux

Shortly before Christmas, our sweet and unadorned Twig Tree was mysteriously and gloriously decorated with small packages of Cheezits, our favorite cocktail snacks. This apparently happened in the wee hours of the night….or at least sometime after 8 pm….  our usual time to retire.

Our grandsons who were visiting were amused by the mischief and creativity and were moved to wax poetic. One in Haiku; the other in rhyme.

I hope you’ll enjoy their take on Twig Tree’s transformation. Their renditions were among the best presents to be found under, or in this case about, the tree.

By the way, the “star” on the top is a picture of The Donald (click on the image to see it). Interestingly, a big puff of hot air blew across the porch, and he disappeared.

Happy New Year to all…..

 

From Eli:

I sit at the table

Looking out through the back door

Out towards the May

Past the door I see

A tree which has been well loved

Sitting on the porch

The tree was once bare

Nothing hung on its branches

Then neighbors helped it

It sits on the porch

Adorned with bags of Cheezits

Placed with care, by friends

From Noah:                           

The tree stood out back bare to the bone

It hadn’t seen an ornament since 2001.

Rich with much history

It sat waiting for a mystery.

When several nights before Christmas

It received one of these enigmas.

One night it was empty

The next day it was covered.

Not a creature was seen

But it now had a cheesy gleam

Ordained with bags of delightful treats

It glowed because of these sweets.

The tree found its decoration

Just in time for the celebration.