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Alfred Joyce Kilmer Tribute 'Trees'

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Poetic Form: Rhyme/Tribute
Inspired: 2024 July 28
Image: VIDEO

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Alfred Joyce Kilmer Tribute ''Trees'' via rehash VIDEO presentation: Alfred Joyce Kilmer, penned name, 'Joyce Kilmer,' was killed by a sniper's bullet in WWI at 31 years old, 20 July 30, 1918. Joyce held a beautiful view of life whereto, he wrote his poem 'Trees,' and as I, a wretched soul with worn eyes, respectfully write this subtle homage, by humble means of this renown poet via my take of his poem Trees II Methinks thus I shalt naught e'er see a poem lovely as this here tree, Doth sun does shine its countenance, gift tree its loft, spreads its expanse, Its girth above, neath midst remained, flicks of light burst, like windows stained, The trunk weighs down, the cradled youth, internal weave exploits the roots, Limbed tree who hath, purged forth hugged vein, thereon, ventures long with its frame, Styled tree stabled in wonderment, our learned life begs our testament, The tree tilled naught, nor didst toil we toil, providence hath, sprung from the soil, God giveth life, sips and savors, graced from seed thus, tree He favors, Seasons race on, timely fashion, the Divine hath shewn compassion, A poet writes in praise of trees, songs made of these sweet melodies, 'Tis well-rehearsed endowed in verse, fool cools elbows and stubbled toes, A quill at ease a chapter seize, Joyce 'Trees' as goes only God Knows. Originally written: 2020 December 23 Resurrect Tribute: 2024 July 28 Alfred Joyce Kilmer 12/06/1886-07/30/1918, 31 years old died in WWI

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