I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree
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
Poems are made by fools like me
But only God can make a tree
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Glorious, Glorious trees. I posted the flamingos today, but then i looked at a blog from UK and found a little girl is missing. check out the link and pass on the info
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