<html><body bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><div><blockquote style="font-family: Times; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); font-size: medium; "><blockquote><blockquote><p> </p></blockquote><p><font size="+1">TREES</font></p><p><b><i><font size="-1" face="Arial">by: Joyce Kilmer <a href="tel:(1886-1918">(1886-1918</a>)</font></i></b></p></blockquote></blockquote><ul style="font-family: Times; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); font-size: medium; "><ul><dl><dt><font size="+2"><img src="http://www.poetry-archive.com/i_pic.gif" width="13" height="25" align="BOTTOM" border="0" naturalsizeflag="3"></font> THINK that I shall never see</dt><dt>A poem lovely as a tree.</dt><dt> </dt><dt>A tree whose hungry mouth is prest</dt><dt>Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;</dt><dt> </dt><dt>A tree that looks at God all day,</dt><dt>And lifts her leafy arms to pray;</dt><dt> </dt><dt>A tree that may in Summer wear</dt><dt>A nest of robins in her hair;</dt><dt> </dt><dt>Upon whose bosom snow has lain;</dt><dt>Who intimately lives with rain.</dt><dt> </dt><dt>Poems are made by fools like me,</dt><dt>But only God can make a tree.</dt></dl></ul></ul><br><div>Seeya later, Moscow.</div><div><br></div><div>Tom Hansen</div><div>Post Falls, Idaho</div><div><br></div><div>"If not us, who?</div><div>If not now, when?"</div><div><br></div><div>- Unknown</div><div><br></div><div><br></div></div><div><br>On Jan 21, 2012, at 10:58 AM, lfalen <<a href="mailto:lfalen@turbonet.com">lfalen@turbonet.com</a>> wrote:<br><br></div><div></div><blockquote type="cite"><div><span>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. </span><br><span>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. </span><br><span>Roger</span><br><span></span><br><span>=======================================================</span><br><span> List services made available by First Step Internet,</span><br><span> serving the communities of the Palouse since 1994.</span><br><span> <a href="http://www.fsr.net"><a href="http://www.fsr.net">http://www.fsr.net</a></a></span><br><span> <a href="mailto:Vision2020@moscow.com"><a href="mailto:Vision2020@moscow.com">mailto:Vision2020@moscow.com</a></a></span><br><span>=======================================================</span><br></div></blockquote></body></html>