One tree …

Trees, a poem 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.

  This image was shot with the iPhone 6 Plus. Post-processing and image enhancement were done on Adobe Photoshop Express app on the iPhone. Copyright © 2015. All rights reserved. To see more pictures, please visit my photography website at  www.dominiquejames.com . Thanks!

This image was shot with the iPhone 6 Plus. Post-processing and image enhancement were done on Adobe Photoshop Express app on the iPhone. Copyright © 2015. All rights reserved. To see more pictures, please visit my photography website at www.dominiquejames.com. Thanks!