San Antonio, Texas - Yee-haw - April 2008 Trip
TREES - by Joyce Kilmer (one of my Favorites)
I think that I shall never see
A Poem as lovely as a Tree
A Tree whose hungry mouth is presst
Against the sweet earth's 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.
