I see the weeping willow standing, swaying in the grove <br /> It's branches sweeping, bending, as they kiss the ground below. <br /> I see the slender poplar tree, it's leaves of silver hew <br /> The maple and the shapely spruce are full of morning dew. <br /> The saucercup magnolia tree what colors she portrays <br /> Each blossom's flawless beauty brightens all my days <br /> The mighty oak, the redwood trees grow massive big and tall <br /> As if straining to reach heaven to the master of us all <br /> The Lilac tree when blooming is a wondrous work of art <br /> The blossoms on the fruit trees send music to my heart <br /> In Autumn, Tree's a masterpiece of color to display <br /> An array that's so magnificent, it takes your breath away <br /> In winter when the snow and ice cover each and every bough <br /> You know the masters handiwork is present here somehow <br /> As I look at all the different trees, I in awesome wonder stars <br /> And thank the mighty Lord above for his handiwork so fair.<br /><br />Lee-Anne D. McGrath<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-masters-handiwork-trees/
