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Al Hibbler
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Trees (Remastered)
I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed Against the sweet Earth's 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 But only God can make a tree
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