My Thoughts

Before my eyes there is a handsome window; outside that window stands a tree. It is a nice enough tree as most trees are generally well-behaved in the manner much becoming their kith and kin. It reminds me of Alfred Joyce Kilmer’s rhyme, “Poems are made by fools like me, but only God can make a tree.” How true but now so long forgotten, except perhaps by foolish gods who would reject such verse as nonsense. Only God can make a tree; only God made you and me.

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