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My Peaceful Evergreen

Cradling me,
Like a mother,
Holding a baby,
Singing her peaceloving songs,
With the autumn wind,
Holding her notes,
And shaking her needles,
Encouraging her to sing.
The young spring winds
Will bring their notes,
And the swallows,
Will join them,
But now I will lie here,
In her rough,
Cozy arms,
And listen
To her peaceful song.


Megan Amaglio, age 9
2008 Finalist
Larkspur, California
Homeschool Poets
Teacher: Devika Brandt

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 
 
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