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"Can you tell me how long it will be till its dark? This heat is just killing me. I can't wait to get in the pool."
Trees are very important here as its where many of my family live.
A poem from my childhood.
by: Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)
"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. "
pix July 1, 2011 6:18 PM
Also by je suis moi
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