I never knew until I crossed the prairie The value of a tree; Of shade forevermore shall I be chary For now at last I see, With eyes that looked on miles and miles of plain land, Dusty and hot and dry, Acres and acres of lonely golden grain land Reaching from sky to sky. I come to stand beneath your singing branches, Of trees the faery queen, To live within the glen your shade enhances, A lover of your sheen. Your beauty shakes my heart like purple thunder Upon a mountain peak, For leaf and branch and bole an awesome wonder Have grown, I cannot speak. I never knew until I crossed the prairie The value of a tree; Of shade forevermore shall I be chary For now at last I see. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN LOVE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON RECESSIONAL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS NATURAL HISTORY by MOTHER GOOSE BEDOUIN [LOVE] SONG by BAYARD TAYLOR THE NEW YEAR by ALFRED TENNYSON RESOLUTION AND INDEPENDENCE by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH SHELLEY'S DEATH by ALFRED AUSTIN |