Arbor Day
Today is Arbor Day–and since it is too early to plant a tree around here…I thought I’d share one of my favorite poems:
Trees by Joyce Kilmer
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree who’s hungry mouth is prest
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 lives intimately with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
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7 responses to “Arbor Day”
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Beautiful! Thank you for sharing the wonderful poem and photos! Have a blessed day!
Thanks, Jeanne–wishing you a warm day to enjoy the barely blossoming trees!
Love that poem! It’s always been one of my favorites.
Hi Lori, I love that poem..it’s the first poem I made Leo memorize, ask him sometime!
Beautiful pictures. Thanks for sharing!
I love trees. I think I must have been a Druid in another life!
I love trees, too! I could photography trees and flowers forever!