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Updated on December 2, 2011


The truck was unloaded and all the trees were standing tall.

One Blue Spruce, taller than all the rest, was a know it all.

“I’m the most handsome tree here and I will be the first tree

Bought by a family looking for a tree nice to see”.

The other trees wished the taller tree’s bragging talk would stop.

He was surely the most handsome one for anyone to shop.

Next to him was a very fine soft needle Cedar tree.

With dark green foliage and perfect form for all to see.

On his other side, a younger Blue Spruce, handsome, not rare.

The Big Blue Spruce looked at his neighbors with a haughty air.

“Some of you look okay, but I will bring the biggest fee.

Then he noticed a twisted scraggly runty Cedar tree

“How did you get here, you ugly little freak,” sneered big tree.

“No one will buy a twisted deformed tree like you, you’ll see.”

The little tree just hung its limbs and made no sound at all.

He knew the Blue Spruce was right; he was ugly and not tall.

The pretty Cedar gently caressed the sad little tree.

Motherly, she told him, don’t worry, some child will want thee.”

Fred Blackman and Little Frankie sat by the fire at home.

Frankie, deformed since birth, bent, he could barely walk alone.

Frankie’s mother had died that year, they very sad and broke.

They didn’t know what they would do without her when they awoke.

Frankie hoped to decorate a tree like he and his Mom.

With ornaments, lights and things they made that were fun, not dumb.

“Frankie, I don’t have money for any tree, live or dead”.

“I know dad, could we go see them before I go to bed.”

“Okay, Frankie, we will go to the tree lot and just look.”

A light snow and brisk wind made it seem like a scene from a book.

They drove to the Christmas tree lot in Fred’s old pick-up truck

The owner said “welcome, you are my first buyers to look.”

“We can’t afford to buy a tree; my son just wants to look”.

The owner took another look at Frankie’s twisted trunk.

He watched them walk slowly through the trees touching each tree.

This boy should not go home without a real tree for free.

The owner smiled and said “I have a tree that I cannot sell.

Take it home with you, if you want, my gift, it fits you swell.

Frankie looked at the frail little tree, the same height as he.

He smiled, “it’s perfect I can trim this tree, it’s just like me”

“Thank you, Sir”, Frankie picked up the tree, anxious to get home.

The Big Blue Spruce flexed its fine limbs, and let out a loud moan.

The soft Cedar smiled, gently swaying, as though very pleased.

The uppity Blue Spruce could now be the one they all teased.

Robert Hewett Sr.


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      rOBERT hEWETT SR. 4 years ago from Louisville, Kentucky

      Thanks House Plant, you need to keep a warm heart and I know how you love your children and grandchildren. Cotton

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      House Plant 4 years ago

      I love this poem, as it has a great moral to it, and it warms my heart.

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      rOBERT hEWETT SR. 5 years ago from Louisville, Kentucky

      Thanks Jackie, almost all of my poems tell a story, which is why a lot of poet friends call me the Story Teller. I will be over to read for you.

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      Jackie Lynnley 5 years ago from The Beautiful South

      My own style, a story in poem! Love it. Up and sharing.

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      rOBERT hEWETT SR. 5 years ago from Louisville, Kentucky

      Thanks Debbie, I will be over to read for you.

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      Deborah Brooks Langford 5 years ago from Brownsville,TX

      This is beautiful it has put me in the mood for Christmas,... Nice to meet you thanks for the follow

      many blessings


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      rOBERT hEWETT SR. 6 years ago from Louisville, Kentucky

      Thank you Tammy, I will be back to read more for you. Robert

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      Tammy 6 years ago from North Carolina

      Beautiful and touching! I really enjoyed this.. Well done!

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      rOBERT hEWETT SR. 6 years ago from Louisville, Kentucky

      Thank you Pdast for reading my poem story. I am very glad it brought back good memories for you. Robert

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      Theresa Ast 6 years ago from Atlanta, Georgia

      A very fine story. Reminds me of a "little tree alone in the forest" serialization that my father spun out each evening for us children for about six weeks...hadn't thought about it in years...a sweet memory. Thanks so much.

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      rOBERT hEWETT SR. 6 years ago from Louisville, Kentucky

      Thank you Lee for this wonderful comment. Blessings on yur and your family. Bob

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      Leokadia Durmaj 6 years ago

      I loved this story, although I felt sad for that little tree. It is indeed sad when you are not as perfect as some people in this world perceive themselves to be. Personally I look into a persons heart and soul it is there such beauty radiates and their spirit glows. I was so happy that the little tree found a home, love was shared and much blessing bestowed. A story to warm the heart, spread joy, the true meaning of Christmas behold....Sending blessings and love, Lee