little tree
by: e.e. cummings
Little 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"
Merry Christmas!
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2 comments:
I have never read that poem before. Very sweet and dear. I am always a little sad for taking a trees life so I will sometimes, when no one is looking, go up and hug our tree and thank it for its beautiful life. I think I might read it this poem.;-)
Hope you and your beautiful family are having a very happy Christmas.xoxo
So glad you liked this one. It is among my favorites, and like you, I have always thought of a tree as a little life. I do feel sad when we cut one. We grow them on our land, too, and I feel a little better knowing how we care for them each season.
There's a great short story about a little tree that gets put in the attic with ornaments after Christmas is over...I will have to remember it and read it again. It always felt magic, and bittersweet, too, like this poem.
I know your tree will love your reading.
We had a great Christmas, and I hope that you did as well. Best wishes to you and HW. xoxo right back to you. Kirie
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