He stands alone in the darkness while no one notices him.
These days he is never used.
Scars cut across his whole body but no one tends to them.
He stands so still in the dim light.
But he is useful as a cosy home for toys.
His sturdy table legs hold up my cubby house.
At Christmas he always gets a present,
He holds all the Christmas food even though he does not get fed himself.
He gives us our best times.