Yearning is piqued by age We are wise enough to know what we are missing. We are experienced enough to understand The passion of patience. Fore sight I isn't really. (Be)Fore Sight. Foresight is a sock turned insideout to avoid the the blister caused by the abrasive seam that is always there. It's just not predictive enough to be impressive. or to serve as a dismissal of our talents. What do I do I? I sort^outmy feelingsout and🐦⬛thoughtsintoI sort my thoughts into words I stack them up into sentences. I am not a poet. I Am A Tree L O V E L 🐿️ Y 🐿️
BY JOYCE KILMER
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.
Joyce Kilmer, “Trees”
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