Monday’s Poem

The Perfect Tree

Kathleen Kaska
2 min readDec 18, 2022
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

I follow my dad’s trek through the woods,
his black work boots trampling
fallen leaves and snapping twigs
on our mission to find the perfect tree.

His hand-saw, with the orange handle,
rests on his shoulder and I look around
to see the birds and squirrels scatter
in his wake, chattering in annoyance
over the removal of yet another dwelling
in their paradise we call the acreage by the creek.

The selected tree seems small standing alone
and I peer between its branches
checking for nests and worm holes
and other signs of life.
Seeing my slight frown and pursed lips
my dad kindly reminds me
that it is the wrong time of year for
building nests and raising young;
the birds have gone elsewhere for the winter.

Photo by Robert Thiemann on Unsplash

Yet, I can’t help but wonder about their
return home in the spring only to find
a stump where once stood their perfect tree.

But Christmas traditions hold strong and
aluminum trees are something for city folks.
We have our acreage by the creek and like my
grandparents who bought the land,
we keep the tradition steadfast and certain.

Now I live in the city and have a small pine tree
in a pot of soil that came from the grocery store.
Even though dad is gone, his boots resting in his workshop.
But I still make the annual hike to the family farm,
carrying with me an object much smaller than a saw
And when I find the tree, I hang on its branch,
a tiny red ball with a bird painted on the side,
a welcome home gift for the field sparrows
when they return in the spring.

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Kathleen Kaska
Kathleen Kaska

Written by Kathleen Kaska

Author of the Sydney Lockhart mysteries and the Kate Caraway mysteries. I blog about, “Growing Up Catholic in a Small Texas Town.”