I first read this poem in high school and it has been with me, in my mind and heart, for about 50 years. I love the poem and so have used it for inspiration in this blog...
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…
By Joyce Kilmer ~ 1886-1918
I think that I shall never see
A poem as lovely as a tree.
Truly…
