Vachel Lindsay (November 10, 1879 – December 5, 1931 / Springfield, Illinois)
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Poems by Vachel Lindsay : 166 / 200
This Section is a Christmas Tree
This section is a Christmas tree:
Loaded with pretty toys for you.
Behold the blocks, the Noah's arks,
The popguns painted red and blue.
No solemn pine-cone forest-fruit,
But silver horns and candy sacks
And many little tinsel hearts
And cherubs pink, and jumping-jacks.
For every child a gift, I hope.
The doll upon the topmost bough
Is mine. But all the rest are yours.
And I will light the candles now.
Vachel Lindsay
Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
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Poems by Vachel Lindsay : 166 / 200
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