Guest guest Posted February 11, 2000 Report Share Posted February 11, 2000 TREES by Joyce Kilmer 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 bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree. In next email is the webpage for other poems by Joyce Kilmer I can't figure out how to get the website here at the same time. merry Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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