We are four parishes (Bransgore, Burley, Hinton Admiral, Sopley and Burley) on the edge of the beautiful New Forest National Park in Hampshire, England. We exist to honour Jesus Christ who came not to be served, but to serve and gave his life as a ransom for many (Mark 10.45).

Trees

Trees BY JOYCE KILMER 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…

jamestaz

October 24, 2017

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Trees

BY JOYCE KILMER

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.

3 responses to “Trees”

Shirley Burke

October 24, 2017 at 7:43 pm

I love this poem and recently read it at the poetry group to which I belong.
Trees are amazing in so many ways including the exercise I am provided with when the three huge oaks behind my house shed their leaves! As I sweep I remember the developing buds that will open into life in the spring. God gives that life and I give thanks for it.

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vicar144

October 24, 2017 at 8:20 pm

Yes, it is lovely isn’t it. All credit to James for finding it – I don’t really know a lot of poetry…

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jamestaz

October 24, 2017 at 10:43 pm

I was looking through my mum’s bookshelf and found this poem in a poetry book that my dad had given my mum. I thought it was rather lovely so I’m glad you both enjoyed it.

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