The Yellow TreeA Poem by Rebecca James age 10a place i want to be...
The sunlight brushes
The blowing branches Leaves sprinkle across The ground As the birds fly Round and round Under the yellow tree I sit Under the yellow tree A river passes me Clear and long Under this tree I will be A proud and wonderful Swan Wants me to write this Song As fishes leap And dive Deep Under this tree i will be A world of nature I watch Birds sing as I touch The clean air The music of nature Is beautiful As it flows through My land You'll find me under This tree
© 2012 Rebecca James age 10 |
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Added on December 19, 2012 Last Updated on December 19, 2012 AuthorRebecca James age 10Atheist, United KingdomAboutI started this when I was ten and this is some of the writing I did then :) more..Writing
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