By: Ardis E. Parshall - December 19, 2013 Grandfather’s Tree By Lalia Mitchell Thornton He always knew the very placeTo find the nicest Christmas tree,And when and how it should be cut.“That one’s too tall,” he’d say to me.“And that too thin, and that one leansAgainst the wind. Up there a bitIs just the kind would last a month.”And then, he’d plan for sawing it. There was a wood road, not too poor,And not too narrow or to...
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