Wednesday, February 16, 2011

A Poem for Wednesday, "Trees"

Spring's Sweet Rhythm

by: Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)
       THINK that I shall never see
      A poem 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.

1 comment:

  1. This is my absolute favorite piece you've ever done. If we ever have a little girl, I'd love for this to be the centerpiece of the nursery...


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