Friday, December 18, 2009

Poetry Friday

This poem reminds me of Charlie Brown's Christmas tree, of small, needed kindnesses,  and of the way that children's eyes can pierce through a deceptive veil and penetrate something invisible to the rest of us.

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

(read the rest here at The Writer's Almanac.)

The Poetry Friday round up today is at Susan Writes.


jama said...

Ho ho ho! Definitely one of my favorite Christmas poems. Wishing you boundless merriness this holiday season! :)

Karen Edmisten said...

And the same boundless merriness to you, Jama!