Star
Tree up
Covered with memories
Encapsulated in glass balls, felt creations
Made by hand – First date – First house – Fragile heirlooms
Hung above inquisitive noses who root around packages wrapped
In gold and silver Santa and stars – boring human gifts, hunting for the elusive
Squeaky toy – a dog’s view of the reason for
A fake fir he can’t pee
on.
Linda G. Reed 