Autumn Wizard This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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Every year he gave
Thousands of leaves,
Harmless, pretty gifts.
But dropped a staff or
Two
When the wind,
The unseen dominating
Power
Would push too hard.

“Too old now,”
said the town,
“Knock it down!”
So they sent workers,
A small army of orange,
With weapons of mass
Tree destruction.
He didn’t fight their
axes and the piercing
Blows.

Now barely a pile of dust
Lays where the mighty Wizard
Once stood.



This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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