When I was in high school our English teacher required us to memorize Joyce Kilmer’s famous poem, Trees. “I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree, A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed against the earth’s sweet flowing breast.” It continues on for several more verses but I won’t share the complete poem with you because the first few lines are all that are required to make it very evident that Mr. Kilmer wasn’t picturing…..