Christmas Tree Lane and Trevor

Trevor was a young man of eleven years of age.
Having saved all year for a Christmas tree he went looking.
Finding one; at Christmas Tree Lane, he began to imagine what it'd look like at home.
The air was heavy and the clouds this time were pendulous.
It seemed an imminent rain was about to fall at any moment.
This didn't sway Trevor from leaving Christmas Tree Lane.
He was going to be taking home a tree that he desired to own.
Full of beautiful branches and the great smelling of the spruce were enough to make Trevor happy.
Carrying the tree upon his shoulder he hummed a carol on the way home.
Arriving, Trevor's mom met him at the door and smiled for what she saw.
A beautiful tree that was going to adorn the living room.
Time was not wasted but the tree put up and lighted.
Happy were the two and the rest of the family.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2015)

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