Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

fitting that the union of these trees, our two most beautiful. The union, I doubt not was blessed by all the beholders - by the winds that toss their branches, the birds that sing from their boughs, the sunlight that falls thru them, by the rain that washes their leaves, trickles down their trunks, and moistens their fibrous roots, and by the cattle that seek their shade.(HT)Their branches intertwine above and their roots mingle below Their trunks clasped so securely, that one is led to believe that per-