By: Kiley Price
The sun shone through the trees.
There were no leaves
Only a slight breeze.
I sat under the tree with glee
As happy as a bee in a field of flowers.
I looked at the tree
It was distinctly rough.
I imagined what it would be like if we were as tall as that tree
It would be an interesting sight to see.
I wandered around the tree to find a patch of mold
This tree must be quite old.
I move my hand across the bark
It was all very dry and dark.
I look up as the sun is shining through the branches
It was perfect for insects and birds
It was like a mansion.
Jeffersonville High School, 2016