Trees

Poem by Joyce Kilmer:

"I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a Tree

A Tree that looks at God all day

and lifts her leafy arms to pray.

A Tree that in summer may 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!"

Shared by Betty Filbrandt