Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE ACORN, by ANONYMOUS


Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

THE ACORN, by                    
First Line: In small green cup an acorn grew
Last Line: Of a mighty forest oak
Subject(s): Oak Trees


In small green cup an acorn grew
On tall and stately oak;
The spreading leaves the secret knew,
And hid it like a cloak.
The breezes rocked it tenderly,
The sunbeams whispered low,
"Some day the smallest acorn here
Will make an oak, you know."
The little acorn heard it all,
And thought it quite a joke;
How could he dream an acorn small
Would ever be an oak?
He laughed so much that presently
He tumbled from his cup,
And rolled a long way from the tree,
Where no one picked him up.
Close by him was a rabbit hole,
And when the wind blew high,
Down went the acorn with a roll
For weeks in gloom to lie.
But, one bright day, a shoot of green
Broke from his body dry,
And pushed its way with longing keen
To see the glorious sky.
It grew, and grew, with all its might,
As weeks and months rolled on:
The sunbeam's words were proving right.
For, ere a year had gone,
The shoot became a sturdy plant,
While now the country folk
Can sit beneath the spreading leaves
Of a mighty forest oak.







Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!


Other Poems of Interest...
Home: PoetryExplorer.net