Saturday, August 4, 2012

Trees

Today I am wrapping up my "tree week" and I'd like to finish with one of my favorite poems about trees, by Joyce Kilmer


TREES
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree
A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
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 blossom snow has lain; 
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems were made by fools like me
But only God can make a tree.

Here's a fun fact for you (since I love fun facts), Alfred "Joyce" Kilmer was a chemist and physician who invented Johnson's Baby Powder.  Crazy!

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