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solEmn oaSis Jun 2017
i

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 ***** snow has lain;

Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are

made by fools like

Me, But only God

*can make a tree
"Trees" written by Joyce Kilmer
Journalist and poet
1886–1918

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