The Best Christmas Tree We Ever Had Poem by Jim Yerman

The Best Christmas Tree We Ever Had



I once worked for a principal who would stand up at staff meetings and attest
That in the entire county the staff at our school was the best.

He was transferred to another high school (he was a good collaborator)
And such is the way of destiny, I followed him 2 years later.

At the first staff meeting I attended he stood in front of us to attest
That in the entire county the staff at my new school was the best.

As I listened I was a bit confused; my thinking was undermined
For I thought the best staff in the county was at the school I left behind...

Each year Deborah and I share one Christmas present-we do this religiously.
Our tradition is to shop together and buy a 6 foot Frasier Fir tree.

As we head out to purchase our tree we are filled with anticipation
For we know the gift lies not in the tree itself, but in the decoration.

From the moment we open our storage bins and rediscover the ornaments they contain
It’s not just a simple trimming of the tree...it’s a trip down memory lane.

There is a special feeling about finding an old ornament time and time again
Holding it up and saying....Hey Deborah do you remember when....

Each ornament adds to the story of our life as we’ve watched our family grow
Most are significant only to us and carry meanings only we would know.

We have ornaments that remind us of our children, ”Hey, isn’t that Ryan’s baby shoe? ”
There’s a photo of Ali and me, Bryan’s manatee and pickles for the grandchildren too.

There are ornaments from old friends, a few of Whitman: what a great dog!
And the ornaments of places we’ve been form a simple travelogue.

Each year when we’re finished trimming we have more than just a tree
There in the corner stands memories of our life...it’s an album in 3-D!

When the tree is finished every year Deborah says, “Now you might think me mad,
But I’m sure this year, this tree, is the best we’ve ever had! ”

As I stare at the tree and nod my agreement I think I can now attest
To understanding what that principal meant when he called both school staffs the best.

Last years tree was the best we ever had...to this we can avow
But since then we have added a year of memories to her boughs.

So as wonderful as last year’s tree was it’s the new memories we’ve amassed
That make this year’s Christmas tree so much better than the last.

And I’m sure next year, as another year of memories to another Frasier fir we add
That tree too, will take it’s rightful place as the best Christmas tree we’ve ever had.

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