The mother tree

May 25, 2017
By Jazmin11 BRONZE, Brooklyn , New York
Jazmin11 BRONZE, Brooklyn , New York
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Birds are born in my arms toinght

As they see the city awake at night

breezes give them their goodnight

kiss

and hugs them till its morning light

 

they spread their wings and learn to

fly

as i wave my leaves to say

goodbye


The author's comments:

i got i inspired by looking out at the birds in the tree. I decided to do it on the point of view of a tree.


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