“oh how i long to be a real tree. last christmas i overheard a fascinating story about a stuffed rabbit that became REAL! miraculously transformed by the power of love. i wish someone would love me that much. i wonder what a love like that feels like…
i am the recipient of temporary love, if you can even call it that. a product of strange ritual of mostly forgotten origin. even i don’t know why they bring me out each year, but i do love to be on display again. i love to be wrapped in lights and dressed in bows with beautiful shining adornments on each of my branches. i love to bring cheer and spirit and smiles to my people. but sadly i know my glory won’t last. soon i will be stuffed in a box again. forgotten.
oh how i long to be a real tree! to smell of fresh pine! to dig my roots into the earth and grow as tall as the sky! i just need someone to love me a little bit more…”
-the velveteen tree