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Trees by Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see 

A poem as lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

Against the earth’s sweet loving 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.

Greening the Organization

Forest Green



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