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Trees - Al Hibbler-歌词

Trees - Al Hibbler

I think that I shall never see

A poem as lovely a tree

A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed

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

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