I had my poem picked out over the weekend, I heard this lovely little poem at a Christmas concert. I had planned to have our family do our annual tradition of cutting down the tree, decorating and eating homemade cinnamon rolls. God had other plans for my weekend and I had to put my plans away and serve and give to someone else. (which I did very begrudgingly at first ) The Lord knows what I need for my salvation. So no picture of our Christmas tree to accompany this post. I love this poem because it shows the wonder of children and Christmas. Enjoy and read other poems here
little tree
by: E. E. Cummings
ITTLE tree
- little silent Christmas tree
- you are so little
- you are more like a flower
- who found you in the green forest
- and were you very sorry to come away?
- see I will comfort you
- because you smell so sweetly
- I will kiss your cool bark
- and hug you safe and tight
- just as your mother would,
- only don't be afraid
- look the spangles
- that sleep all the year in a dark box
- dreaming of being taken out and allowed to shine,
- the balls the chains red and gold the fluffy threads,
- put up your little arms
- and I'll give them all to you to hold
- every finger shall have its ring
- and there won't be a single place dark or unhappy
- then when you're quite dressed
- you'll stand in the window for everyone to see
- and how they'll stare!
- oh but you'll be very proud
- and my little sister and i will take hands
- and looking up at our beautiful tree
- we'll dance and sing
- "Noel Noel"
