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.