Green Leaves and a Classic Poem

September 20, 2011 by Geraldine Helen Hartman 7 Comments

Trees

I THINK that I shall never see

A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

Against the sweet earth’s 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.

                 

Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)

                        

PS: I’ve been thinking about this beautiful poem during the past couple of weeks; while anticipating the start of Autumn. Lines from the poem come to me throughout the day as I look out at the still green leaves on the trees here.

A poem that I remember from grade school too, one we had to memorize. 😉

I hope you enjoy re-reading this beautiful classic too.