just like to feature my favorite poem...its a very beautiful poem and I love it so much

                                            TREES

                                  Alfred 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.