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The evergreen trees toss their branches in the wind.
The leaves rub together, whispering secrets. They sing
"Sh, sh, promise not to tell?
Sh, sh, all will be well."
They tell the wind about the rain and sun and what
it's like to feel the pull of the moon. They call in hushed tones
"Sh, sh, promise not to tell?
Sh, sh, all will be well."
They tell the birds which branch is best to nest on.
The tell the deer if a hunter's on the way. They say
"Sh, sh, promise not to tell?
Sh, sh, all will be well."
And around Christmas time, when snow and carols fill the air they wait
and when one of them is chosen to stand in town square they tell it
"Sh, sh, there's no more to tell,
but as you go, you know all will be well.
- by Maria J Harper |
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- | Submitted on 03/19/2011 |
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- Title: Tree Secrets
- Artist: Maria J Harper
- Description: I'm writing a bunch of poems as an assignment for English, so I figured I'd share some to see if I'm any good.
- Date: 03/19/2011
- Tags: tree secrets
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Maria J Harper - 04/06/2011
- Thanks, helpful criticism is always great. That's part of why I posted it, so that I could get feed back from some impartial readers instead of just my friends.
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- Skittleziz - 03/29/2011
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beautiful poem! 5/5 ^_^
The line: "They tell the birds which branch is best to nest on."
May work better if it was phrased as: " They tell the birds upon which branch is best to nest"
It gives the poem internal rhyme and most poems are not phrased the way you would talk. Still wonderful though, great job! - Report As Spam