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A poem lovely as a tree by Meg Lewer

While on my morning walk, I picked up a tattered piece of horsehair/hessian hiding in the grass and thought it would make a beautiful windswept tree for a painting I was working on.
Trees are really fascinating and I love this beautiful poem by Joyce Kilmer in 1879 which describes how I feel perfectly.

“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.”