Good Timber Poem Printable - Where thickest lies the forest growth, we. The further sky, the greater length; The more the storm, the more the strength. Web as i scale the mountains and descend into the valleys of life, this poem reminds me that trees (and people) grow. The tree that never had to fight for sun and sky and air and light, but stood out in the open plain and always got its. Web the stronger wind, the stronger trees; Web by sun and cold, by rain and snow, in trees and men good timbers grow.
The more the storm, the more the strength. Web as i scale the mountains and descend into the valleys of life, this poem reminds me that trees (and people) grow. The further sky, the greater length; The tree that never had to fight for sun and sky and air and light, but stood out in the open plain and always got its. Web by sun and cold, by rain and snow, in trees and men good timbers grow. Web the stronger wind, the stronger trees; Where thickest lies the forest growth, we.