Christmas Orphans


It’s sad to see

The trees left on the lot

All of the orphans

That Christmas forgot

Cold and bare

In quiet desperation

Hoping for a home

And festive decorations

But new hope is found

When the birds fly in

They fluff their feathers

As tweeting begins

They sing Christmas carols

From days of old

To brighten the mood

Of the trees not sold

They gather and place

Red holly berries

On evergreen branches

To make them merry

No longer orphans

That Christmas forgot

Happiness surrounds

The trees on the lot

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