Tree by: Joyce Kilmer

This is my favorite poem by Joyce Kilmer; I remember when I and my brother reciting the poem it makes me smile. This poem is for my brother back home in Philippines I miss you so much.

TREES
by: Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)
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.