JEFF BAGBY U TREE
X thought that w6 should never see
last Yule a little Christmas tree
My son a pilgrimage .had planned
to Adak Forest to; view trees'so grand
•’Oh .Mother,"daily, he said to me
’’When will they bring MY Christmas TREE?’*
I dreaded to tell him the tale
of our trees lost in windy gale
And the little tree bound for us
destined to turn back into dust
Its humble, face never to shine
with .balls and lights and tinsel twine
Its prickly ears never to hear
a child’s laughter and Christmas Cheer
And when, at last the time, drew nigh
for Santa*s sleigh to mount the sky
I took a little boy upon my knee
and said, "This year we*ll have no tr<
Tears made his blue, eyes blink and glist
and I think Someone else did see and listen
And appointed the Captain, Exec, and VPs
Special Services and Reeves
To save the holidays for you and me :
For Lo, there on the st6p, a Christmas treej
Happy shouts I thought would be heard .
but my blue-eyed boy said not a word
And. at the tree just sat and gazed
The joy, X thought, had made him dazed
And all that eve he was reserved '
. ' And I {thought-, He's, thrown me a new curve
Next day two 3 year old voices bodmed .
And I glanced into’the. living 1:00m -
.The neighbors brown-eyed lad did say
."Wbere'd you.get_that'tree anyway?" ’ '
■, And tfve blue-eyed4 boy, matter of fact, did reply
%hy God sent it ,‘dowft to me from the skyl"
. By Jean*3agby ,1 •
This poem reprinted for the 3rd
time was written by an Adak res A
ident sometime ago.. ■ ^
If all goes well, the Jeff Bag
by#e of Adak will have a tree to
gaze their young eyes upon agaii
this year thanks to the efforts
of our neighbors - - -far away
But- -C0M17 and U. S. Naval Stat
ion Kodiak" make that distance
short with their help in many
things about this time .every year
Reeves and Special Services who
are mentioned in the poem , still
•help to make an Adak Christmas
bearable — and there are many
others -many of whom will be
standing watch•on.the eve of
Christmas and on Christmas day.
To them, to all of you and to
Jeff-Bagby,-where-ever you are,
ME R R,Y 'C H R I S T M A S
Your Editor^