"I think that I shall never see, A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest 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." Joyce Kilmer, 1913
- handmade from a vintage tree illustration
- beveled glass front
- soldered frame
- measures 4x6”
- comes ready to hang with vintage style striped ribbon