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.
Written By: Alfred Joyce Kilmer
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I've been known to hug a few of them in my day.
ReplyDeleteHow nice!! Thank you!! :O)
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Hi Karin!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely lovely post and nice photos!
Have a good one!
Jackie