by: e.e. cummings (1894-1962)
little tree
little silent Christmas tree
you are so little
you are more like a flower
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,
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5 comments:
A lovely poem, and your picture is just plain gorgeous.
I love this poem. And the picture is great too! It's what we have around here right now.
Such a sweet, sweet poem, paired with a gorgeous photo. Thanks so much!
That is indeed a very sweet poem, and I'd never read it before, so thanks! But I found myself doing some hard thinking to convince myself that this was a live Christmas tree, that would be sweetly planted afterwards. Otherwise think of the horror and despair when little tree finds herself out on the curb !:)
LOVE that poem. Always have. And what a perfect picture. Thanks!
Jules, 7-Imp
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