The Climbing Tree
Branches
sturdy
old
A deep hole
for your foot
As you hoist yourself
upwards
you can see
all the buds
blossoming
–Stacey, May 2008
This week Poetry Friday is being hosted at Wild Rose Reader. (Also, I have the ‘narrative makings’ of another poem over at Crafty Creations. I’ll be writing this one up during today’s minilesson demo when I show my students how they can write about things they think about deeply/wonder about.)
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I can see my middle daughter in that tree ….
Great poem – Good climbing trees are such a treasure!