Climbing Trees

Climbing Trees 
by
Rowan Champeon
(age 10)

"I was climbing trees

     There was a nice cool breeze

Muscles stretched

     The smell of adventure catch

Goals and challenges being met

     With wrinkles and baby pine cones and tree face

     I will never forget

There's always lots of fun  

     With much branch pruning to be don

So come along with me

     And climb this tree!"

(original and unedited)

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