His variation from the poem by ~Joyce Kilmer~
I think that I shall never see,
A thing so beautiful 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 lift her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wears,
A nest of magpies in her hair;
Wounded by tropical heat and winter frost,
But into Mother Earth its life will restore;
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a TREE.
28/04/1983
