There was a cherry-tree. Its bloomy snows 
Cool even now the fevered sight that knows 
No more its airy visions of pure joy -- 
As when you were a boy.

There was a cherry-tree. The Bluejay sat 
His blue against its white -- O blue as jet 
He seemed there then!-- But now -- Whoever knew 
He was so pale a blue!

There was a cherry-tree -- our child-eyes saw 
The miracle:-- Its pure white snows did thaw 
Into a crimson fruitage, far too sweet 
But for a boy to eat.

There was a cherry-tree, give thanks and joy!-- 
There was a bloom of snow -- There was a boy -- 
There was a bluejay of the realest blue -- 
And fruit for both of you. 

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Poet: James Whitcomb Riley
Poem: There Was a Cherry-Tree
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