I think that I shall never see, a poem as 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. When the poet Joyce Kilmer wrote Only God Can Make A Tree, he made a profound statement. A tree is a wonderful creation made by the Lord's hand and we use trees for a great many purposes - they are one of our most valuable assets...