f flying1122 VT 15 years old Posts Poetry By flying1122 My tree My favorite tree has many memories,right out my window where I go to sleep.The wind blows leaves and it sounds like the sea.When a big storm comesit creaks and creaks.When I open my eyesI can't believe
Poetry By flying1122 My tree My favorite tree has many memories,right out my window where I go to sleep.The wind blows leaves and it sounds like the sea.When a big storm comesit creaks and creaks.When I open my eyesI can't believe