I Love Trees

 

I love trees.  I am thrilled that Gaborone, and UB have an abundance of trees of many varieties.


TREES
by: Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)

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.

Only G^d can make a tree... and do a LOT of things far beyond us mortals.  As Dirty Harry said so well, "A man's just got to know his limitations."  It's about G^d; not me, not us, not humanity.


"But blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD, whose confidence is in him.  He will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit."  Jer 17:8