24 February 2012

Trees of UPD at 9 a.m.

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.

       -- Joyce Kilmer


Superjaid said...

natuwa ako dun sa poem. naalala ko elem days ko. anyway..nice pictures. ang presko presko sa mata. =D

p0ks said...

naalala ko nong bata pa ako sa tula,hihihi