Thursday, December 29, 2005
Another favourite of mine, hope you like it, Will try to take a different line soon. TREES by Joyce Kilmer I think that I will never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth’s sweet 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. Both Peter & I like trees & have taken Some nice photos of them.