Poem by -Alfred Joyce Kilmer-
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 to 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.
What will you say about this poem? Let’s together plant a tree.. or you can start with the tiny one.. There’s no harm. The best trees to plant will naturally depend on the size of your garden.. But, if you have no garden, there are still those big pots.. Growing plant will help you to be patient.. When it’s start blooming.. Fruiting.. You will feel the most wonderful feeling.. Believe it or not..
Kami suka sajak ini.. ^_^y