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. "Trees" by Joyce Kilmer ~ 1919
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11/6/2015 07:07:52 am
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12/9/2015 05:15:37 pm
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4/20/2016 04:12:54 am
Ha-ha, calling this place a tough old planet earth is funny but I do agree with you. Let me know is not that is only tough in my country but is tough in another country too. God makes it soft. Wow I think is a beautiful way to put it, saying the try lifts its leafy arms to pray, you just put a smile on my face. I love your poem and please you are no fool dear.
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Ahh ... whoever you are, your post has caused me to smile. Thank you for that. It's good to know people can do that for each other even at a profound distance. I am grateful to you and to God. May we all experience LOVE & PEACE in our everyday lives. Thank you again.
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6/1/2016 12:57:21 pm
No doubt that God can make anything what he want and it is very easy for him. That painting of trees is very nice and interesting and i am sure every visitor will like this amazing painting.
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