Trees Lyrics – Oscar Rasbach

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree
A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
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
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Oscar Rasbach Lyrics – Trees

Oscar Rasbach

Trees