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
I posted this on my personal blog, and thought it good to post it here as well. What a lovely poem to teach in your little school or in family devotions. Perhaps you have already. Why not do a little unit study for science, integrating it with English and Bible? Only God can make a tree. He is the Maker of all things. What a necessary truth to teach our children.
Maxine, a/k/a Nanna
