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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 bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Joyce Kilmer
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This lone tree makes a lovely photo as well as inspiration for a poem. Nice capture.
I can spend hours looking at the structure of trees – so beautiful and unique – love the composition too!
Love the skeleton of the tree against the sky. Is this taken in Kansas??? That’s the only place I’ve seen a random tree erupting in the middle of otherwise flat farm fields.
Oh I wish I was in Kansas but in fact it was taken in Hertfordshire, just outside of a small town called Welwyn Garden City.
Mollyxxx
Beautiful photo and lovely poem, Molly. Today, when out on my walk, a tree that is usually bright with the plumeria flower was completely bare – without a single leaf. It looked beautiful even without its leaves and flowers. There’s something slightly melancholy about it – makes me want to hug it.
Wonderful pairing of image and words. The poem is so beautiful.
The poem is perfect! Love the photo you used. God does makes beautiful things and I think your poem is one of them too. 🙂
Great poem and an interesting picture! All your photography is beautiful!
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