TREES!!!

Let the trees rise to the sky
where the blue birds fly.

Let the trees dance at night with
its leaves falling on the ground.

Let the trees see at night with the
stars shining.

Let the tall trees sing at night
with the wind blowing the leaves, singing
sh, sh, sh.

Let the trees have lots of leaves
with the leaves different
colors�"green, yellow, red, orange,
blue, purple, or pink.

Let the trees have lots of branches
with leaves all over.

Let the trees grow
apples big and small.

Let the trees
grow taller and taller.

Reviews

[David Benson]

You caught me with the first four lines:
Let the trees rise to the sky/where the blue birds fly.//Let the trees dance at night with/its leaves falling on the ground.

It's a beautiful image, and I imagine trees reaching toward the sky. I love the image of them dancing at night. That fills my imagination. I like that.

For me, listing the colors of the leaves is unnecessary. For me, I'd rather imagine them on my own, and my own imagination is a fertile one.

I like the way the last couplet ties to the first line. We have "trees/grow taller and taller" combining with the image of "Let the trees rise to the sky." That was brilliant.

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. ah, beautiful ... your poem is like a beautiful song ... i love trees too ... love 'em loads ...