Trees
By Joyce Kilmer
I THINK that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweets 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 make by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
very very nice, I loved it!
- Walking on Sunshine
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Beautiful poem.
- Smile
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pretty set of nature's best! You're a poet and didn't even know it!
- ©kitzi
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Very well done Mr Q!! ... Very inspiring and a great take on Pat's Challenge!! ... I reall like the first one!! ... By the way ... Love the thumb!!
- Out of Focus!!
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Impressive words and Trees!
- come over for lunch
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