TREES
The tree is like an octopus
That waves its arms slowly.
And the root is like the feet
dancing merrily with the wind.
And when a snake rolls in the middle
of the tree is like the mouth is
shouting I love the breeze.
Trees quarrel with the wind.
And the trees gossip with the grass.
By: Fatima Cocom
Class: Standard 5
Teacher: Damian Cal
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