Trees for CJ
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Welcome To Our TributeTrees for CJ is a tree planting program started by Chad & Maggie Godhard in honor and memory of their son Christopher Jordan Godhard "CJ" who was born on March 15, 2008 and passed away on April 24, 2008. Please help us honor CJ by planting a tree in his memory. We would love it if you would post a picture of your tree on our Facebook page here www.facebook.com/groups/61119241948/ or by emailing us. If you would like to learn more about CJ’s miraculous 40 days and 40 nights of life here on Earth, please visit our Caring Bridge page www.caringbridge.org/visit/christopherjordangodhard
We will love you and remember you every single day. Forever in our hearts you’ll stay. CJ'S MOVIE |
CJ & big brother Noah
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Trees for CJ sketch by Noah, 2018
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Think Like a Tree
by Karen A. Shragg
Soak up the sun
Affirm life’s magic
Be graceful in the wind
Stand tall after a storm
Feel refreshed after it rains
Grow strong without notice
Be prepared for each season
Provide shelter to strangers
Hang tough through a cold spell
Emerge renewed at the first signs of spring
Stay deeply rooted while reaching for the sky
Be still long enough to
hear your own leaves rustling.
Trees
by Joyce Kilmer
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Loveliest of Trees
by A. E. Housman
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.
Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It leaves me fifty more.
And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will do
To see the cherry hung with snow.
I Carry Your Heart with Me
by E.E. Cummings
I carry it in my heart,
I am never without it.
Here is the deepest secret nobody knows,
here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life.
Which grows hither than soul can hope or mind can hide and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart...
I carry your heart with me,
I carry it in my heart.
Ode: Intimations of Immortality
by William Wordsworth
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glody do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
by William Wordsworth
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glody do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
There are some who
bring a light So
great to the
world
that even after they
have Gone,
the light remains.
bring a light So
great to the
world
that even after they
have Gone,
the light remains.
