Trees 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... View Obituary & Service Information
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I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree....
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