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![]() Joyce Kilmer 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. |
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