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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"



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On December 25th, 2008 05:36 am (UTC), meredith_eats commented:
What an adorable poem! I always personify Christmas trees. But ouch! I would not kiss one, or even hug it for that matter.
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On December 25th, 2008 05:46 pm (UTC), ticklethepear replied:
Ours is plastic - so extra prickly!
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On January 5th, 2009 07:12 pm (UTC), (Anonymous) commented:
I wish I had read this before Christmas. I like cummings, but I've never read that poem. It's curiously sentimental of him. He's usually more cynical (at least as I read him). Although it has its ironic touches too. Thanks for posting it!

Michael
*undergrad friend, but not on facebook. 8-)
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