by Juliet, grade 6
Trees dressed in green silk begin their dance
They sway, dance, waltz, and repeat
And bow for an audience of plants
The plants shake, whistle, bob, and sway, applauding their own ways
The trees leaves blush red and thank their audience,
Feeling confident for next year.
The show ends; they take off their costumes and makeup
Revealing their bare and slender bodies
And cover themselves in white luxuries
And wait until the next show comes around.