So many trees are in blossom and we’ve had a camera handy to take some photos.
Hubby took these with my phone at the picnic area where we take Maggie sometimes:
On my walk the other day I took these of Nature’s red chandelier in someone’s garden:
Trees, so lovely, different and beautiful in their blossom glory.
My Dad loved this poem and the song version below is by Mario Lanza.
My original post on it is here
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.
Poem by Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)
Music written in 1922 by Oscar Rasbash