I Am Trees

• Jemima Gill, Grade 4H
• Poetry
• 2015

I am trees
I twist and turn as the strong swirly wind pushes me.
I grow from tiny too tall.
I turn bright red as autumn approaches.
I shimmer and shine in the sparkling sunlight,
I blossom beautifully in summer.
I watch my lovely light leaves fall off in winter.
I am trees!