Well, the tree is up!

The Tree is UP!
The tree is up,

and in our room

its lights dispel

the deepest gloom.

Even in the darkest night

they shine and sparkle,

bringing light

to cast away the stress and strain

of money rolling down the drain!

Up near the top --- in brightest gold ---
an angel looks down upon our fold.

The news calls out our belts to tighten,

yet, here at least,

the news will brighten;

for we will look across our room

and see lights twinkling bright and clear,

reminding us of why it's there.

We will think of stall and manger,

of virgin birth, Herodic danger,

of kings who travelled from afar,

guided by a shining star;

of shepherds who their watch did keep

of cattle lowing, and bleating sheep.

Our minds will travel to that night,

so we can share the glorious sight

of infant babe in manger lay,

and celebrate this Christmas Day!