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Trees

Trees
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

Alfred Joyce Kilmer. 1886–1918

One Response to “Trees”

  1. Steph says:

    Wowwwwww Sherry … another gorgeous piece !
    My holidays were nice… but not the flu … seems I’m going to spend some more time in bed :(
    Take care!

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