Thursday, June 13, 2013

Happiness Is A Tree Reaching Out To Infinity..

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.
        ~ Joyce Kilmer



anil said...

Fabulous poem Ashish! And an amazing pic!!!

ss_birdphotography said...

Excellent poem