Tree
I think that I hall never ee A poem lovely a a tree; A tree whoe hungry mouth i pret(1)Againt the earth' weet flowing breat; A tree that look at God all day, And lift her leafy arm(3) to pray; A tree that may in Summer wear A net of robin in her hair; Upon whoe boom now ha lain, Who intimately live with rain.Poem are made by fool like me, But only God can make a tree.
树
我想我永远也不会看到象一棵树那样优美的诗篇，树那饥渴的嘴唇紧紧贴住大地乳汁甘美的胸脯，它整天仰望着上帝，举起枝叶繁茂的手臂祈祷，它那茂密如发的枝叶里夏天会筑起知更鸟的安乐窝，雪花飘落在它怀里，它同雨水亲密无间。诗歌出自我等愚人之手，而树却是造化的天工。