Posts Tagged ‘I think that I shall never see’

Though gone its symmetry
For our utility,
With Kilmer we agree. 

Thus, beauty’s left to see. 

There’s still a majesty
E’en in a semi-tree.


The photo is mine.



© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2015.







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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.

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