Hundreds of birds everywhere
Dissolving into the tree
Covering the bareness of the branches
A tree with no leaves that's growing new ones
Getting bigger and barren and more open
Reeds and birds sing together in chorus
The fog begins to stir
Winter comes and goes but
the birds stay on keeping the tree company,
like a blanket keeps you warm.
By Andrew, Chance, Christopher, Mitch, Sean, Spencer - Grades 6 & 7
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