Across the Fence: A Cowboy kind of Christmas

This Christmas I would like to share a few Christmas poems that I have written over the years. I hope that they might bring a smile to your face and perhaps light a spark of that good old Christmas Spirit in your heart.

Many Years ago we had a Christmas tree that was a misshapen cedar that Dad had cut out of a fencerow along the county road. It definitely was not a perfect tree by any stretch of the imagination. Most times our Christmas tree came out of the pasture and Dad would pick out whichever one might look best that year. Store-bought trees were far beyond our means and northeast Kansas...