The Song of the Hills

The trees 

lightly dance in the 

 cold 

winter air, 

the birds sing a song 

like a choir the sound 

echoes on tops of hills 

enlightening the day,

the sound of distant dogs

 barking 

to protect 

their family 

gives me a sense of 

safety,

the hill invites 

me

 to follow the sounds 

to my favorite 

sound,

 the bustle of 

my home.

June

VT

13 years old