This doll upon the topmost bough,
This playmate-gift, in Christmas dress,
Was taken down and brought to me
One sleety night most comfortless.
Her hair was gold, her dolly-sash
Was gray brocade, most good to see.
The dear toy laughed, and I forgot
The ill the new year promised me.
The Doll Upon The Topmost Bough
Vachel Lindsay
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Poem topics: christmas, hair, night, dear, doll, good, gold, gift, year, dress, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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