Poem May 1, 1971 ISSUE

APPRECIATION

Doris Kerns Quinn

If the trees of the fieldCan clap their hands—Why not I?If leaves can applaudThe beneficent sky—Why not I, why not I?

Shall I stint praiseWith a loveless gaze,Or coldly refuseTo exclaim and enthuse?

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