Trees - DAVID WHITFIELD
Written by：Killmer/Kilmer/Rasbach
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 Robin's in her hair
Upon whose blossom 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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