Tuesday, April 10, 2007

by Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see
A poem as 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

Undoubtedly, this poem is familiar to all, but I post it today because the trees have been absolutely spectacular of late.

I first heard this poem when my mother recited it. She had had to memorize it school, not I.

Is there a poem like that for you?

PS This crossword puzzle looks like fun. I'll let you know if I am able to complete it.

Finished the crossword puzzle without any trouble. Yes, this brain still works :)
I did have to google the answer for the singer Bonnie ? Raitt?


  1. Gorgeous trees!
    I am working on the puzzle.
    Cool website!

  2. Did you know that Johnny Hart wrote a cartoon about this poem? I remember reading it as a child but I can't find it in the comic strip archive!

  3. I hear those lines every time I look at trees, especially what I called the "naked" ones -- and know that no painter could ever begin to do justice to one -- only God can make a tree. Love, Moma