Of Trees - another beautiful poem

[Whack all imperialists]

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 hungry 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!

Poetry, A Magazine of Verse
Joyce Kilmer

[The Highlander]

On May 30, 6:50 pm, Whack all imperialists <***@gmail.com> wrote:

"Poems are made by fools like me..."

Ah, Seumas, there's not many here would disagree with you!