Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OUR CHRISTMAS TREE, by ANNETTE WYNNE First Line: Do you know Last Line: And our tree is here at last! Subject(s): Christmas Trees; December | ||||||||
DO you know How long it took our pretty tree to grow? How it stood In the quiet wood, How one pretty star at night Filled the topmost branch with light; "Little tree," the small star cried, "You will leave the dark woodside, Travel where the children are, You will have a golden star On your forehead; bells will ring, You will hear the children sing, You will grow to be A glorious Christmas tree!" Now the waiting time is past And our tree is here at last! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COMING SOON by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE A NOCTURNAL UPON ST. LUCY'S DAY, BEING THE SHORTEST DAY by JOHN DONNE THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: DECEMBER by EDMUND SPENSER DECEMBER by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS by ANNETTE WYNNE |
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