TREES
by: Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)
- THINK that
I shall never see
- A poem lovely as a tree.
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- A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
- Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
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- A tree that looks at God all day,
- And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
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- A tree that may in Summer wear
- A nest of robins in her hair;
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- Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
- Who intimately lives with rain.
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- Poems are made by fools like me,
- But only God can make a tree.
"Trees" was originally
published in Trees and Other Poems. Joyce Kilmer. New
York: George H. Doran Company, 1914. |
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