The Orange Tree

December 14, 2010
By jessicap BRONZE, Lawerenceburg, Indiana
jessicap BRONZE, Lawerenceburg, Indiana
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Favorite Quote:
Oh my lord


As I sit beneath
my friend the orange tree.
I feel safe and protected
away from the crazy world.

I look up to my friend
and,see beautiful orange
blossoms and wonderful fruit.

I can smell the sweet oranges
and orange blossoms
which clams my soul.

I hear the birds chirping
in their nest and the
wind blowing through the leaves.

I reach up and pick the
biggest most juiciest orange.
I feel like I'm on the top
of the world.

The author's comments:
I wrote this poem to reminde my grandparent's about their life in Florida.

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