In answer to Vachel Lindsay's
My Lady Is Compared to a Young Tree (see the review in
Songs of Eretz of the offering from
Poem-A-Day from April 28, 2013), I composed a poem for a girlfriend that compares her to a young tree. I read it to my wife and received muchas smoochas. I doubt the Prairie Troubadour received any from his lady for his effort. I think I may steal his nickname as well.
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