Trees
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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 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.
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose 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 intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
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Some off the cuff remarks that come to mind....
Nature is a beautiful thing.
Don't even think about it, you'll get splinters.
Its not so pretty when it seasonally saps.
If a tree orgasms in the woods, but no one is around to hear it....
Nature is a beautiful thing.
Don't even think about it, you'll get splinters.
Its not so pretty when it seasonally saps.
If a tree orgasms in the woods, but no one is around to hear it....
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