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As I was walking today, I found a poem that was left on the trunk of a tree - the tree was absolutely gorgeous and of course, the leaves on trees, around here, are beginning to change.
Trees I think that I shall never see A poem as 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. ~ Joyce Kilmer (words used by permission of Aline Kilmer) |
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