Backyard

As the wind blows and trees shake,
I stand watching,
Thinking.
The trees were dancing.

I wondered what it would be like to be a tree
Can trees talk?
Can trees eat?
I was brought into a whole new world

I looked at my arms
They were covered in leaves
I was a trunk
I was wrapped in bark

The trees blew and blew
I was delighted by the fact that
The trees had the power
To capture imagination