Días ApaZIHbles en El Paraíso

by Commander Barrett, Saturday, July 03, 2021, 09:47 (80 days ago) @ ZihuaRob

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.
By Joyce Kilmer

And only the government can destroy a tree, sad.

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