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To: JoeProBono
Image the woodpile you could make.


8 posted on 10/03/2009 3:55:23 AM PDT by Daffynition (What's all this about hellfire and Dalmatians?)
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10 posted on 10/03/2009 3:57:30 AM PDT by JoeProBono (A closed mouth gathers no feet)
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To: Daffynition
Trees

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.

Joyce Kilmer. 1886–1918

Trees by Joyce Kilmer - Sung by Paul Robeson - 1939 - Victor Portable Victrola

14 posted on 10/03/2009 4:12:08 AM PDT by JoeProBono (A closed mouth gathers no feet)
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