Mother Nature

April 6, 2011
By Erinod SILVER, Wallingford, Connecticut
Erinod SILVER, Wallingford, Connecticut
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The tall trees stand triumphant
in the wind
Only brushing softly between
their neighbors
My back against its trunk,
branches far over my head,
reach out like mother’s arms as they
stand above me.
They protect my pastel skin
from the sun’s harsh waves,
cast shade for my reading
by the blueberry bushes.

The author's comments:
I wrote this piece last summer when I went blueberry picking with my family. I got some time alone by a big oak tree and had an idea for a poem, so I sat and wrote it.

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