Gleaming Trees
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Charlotte Edmond, Grade 3, Brunswick North Primary School
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Poetry
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2019
Excellence Award in the 'Inspired 2019' competition
Trees gleaming,
The sound of running water, and the shining sun on my face.
As sunset arrives and departs,
I dock my boat on the murky riverbank.
As twilight comes, I set up my camp.
And as night fall begins, I slowly drift off
"Chirp, Chirp"
I open my eyes home in bed