Winter seemed to last forever this year, and we didn’t really have much of a spring. One day the trees were bare, and in the blink of an eye, they were loaded with leaves.
I love sitting outside, listening to the wind rushing through the treetops and watching the branches sway in the early summer breeze.
Recently, I came across the poem Trees by Joyce Kilmer, a young poet who lost his life while serving in World War I. The words are simple, but true.
Trees by 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 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.
You can view more photos from Weekly Photo Challenge: Trees here.
This has always been one of my fave poems! Lovely picture of the tree. Here in eastern NY we have had an awesome spring (For once!!). Now we are starting to feel and look like Summer although we’re still a few days away from that. I just love trees …in all the seasons!!