[Vision2020] Joyce kilmer

[Tom Hansen]

TREES

by: Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)

 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.

Seeya later, Moscow.

Tom Hansen
Post Falls, Idaho

"If not us, who?
If not now, when?"

- Unknown



On Jan 21, 2012, at 10:58 AM, lfalen <lfalen at turbonet.com> wrote:

> Trees by Joyce Kilmer is one of my favorite poems. He wrote "Rouge bouquet" three days before he was killed during the World War I (1918). It waw written as a tribute to a group of his fellow soldiers who were killed. He read it over there graves. 
> After he was killed, it was read over his grave. I wanted to post it here but do not have the skills to do so. Perhaps someone with the request skills can do so. 
> Roger
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