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
The Magic of a Christmas Tree
I admit it shamelessly. My family’s Christmas tree has been up since November 2nd. (Sure, we used to wait until Thanksgiving, but my parents like to stretch out the holidays. The longer to enjoy them, is our philosophy.)
And though our plastic boughs lack the sweet scent of a forest pine, we’ve arrayed our tree in sparkling ornaments of all different colors and shapes. Twinkling lights dance on glitter covered candy canes. Young versions of my siblings and I peek out from miniature hanging frames. All around the tree, handmade trinkets from childhood are dispersed with ornaments old and new, and most carry with them a cherished memory.
Every morning, I wake up and smile at the pretty bobbles. The lights make cold days feel cheerful and cozy, rather than drear. The simple act of having a tree in the house reminds me that life is still bright and colorful, even as nature tucks its most vibrant hues to sleep for a season.
Christmas trees are a unique beauty. They’re a mixture of sentimentality, festivity, and celebration. A visual of whimsical joy and laugher; of giving and receiving. I think, too, that Christmas trees are a perfect reminder that the simple things in life are often the greatest blessings.
It’s a simple thing, really, to hang lights on a tree. But my goodness, the loveliness of it can be breathtaking.
This holiday season, I hope we all remember to pause long enough to enjoy the simple things. Drink a cup of hot cocoa. Watch a Christmas movie in your comfiest p.js. And maybe just sit and admire a Christmas tree, and the way the lights dance on the boughs.