精美英文欣赏:Trees by Joyce Kilmer（在线收听）

Trees

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.