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I think that I shall never see  A  POEM  -  LOVELY  AS A  TREE.jpg

 I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as 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 Jehovah God can make a tree
?
:x

By Joyce Kilmer, was published in August 1913
Kilmer died from a sniper's bullet on a battlefield in France on July 30, 1918 at the age of 31

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