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 bossom snow has lain;
who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
but only God can make a tree.
Acrylic painting on canvas.
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FEATURED in Live, Love and Dream
21 October 2010.
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23 October 2010.
FEATURED in Acrylic Painting
24 October 2010
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A greeting card
A laminated print