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   But all I saw were rocks

One student told of autumn color's brightly painting
     the mighty trees' leaves.
She told of how the trail seemed to be a Picasso
     painted by Mother Nature.
But all I saw were rocks.
Another student declared the sky was as blue as a
     robin's egg,
And that not a cloud, good or bad could be seen.
But all I saw were rocks.
My friend wrote of the wild animals who inhabited the
     area,
And how they scampered across the trails.
But all I saw were rocks.
Then my geology teacher asked who had seen the broken,
     eroded pieces of the mountain.
Silence filled the air and no one spoke,
But I smiled and said, "I saw all the rocks."

by C. G., Salem, NH






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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