Mr. Alvey’s Tree

I look up,

I’m so scared,

it’s so, so tall with arms trying to reach the clouds.

But sometimes it’s a happy place,

a place to go and relax up on the thick, strong branches.

Its bark has a rough texture like sandpaper.

It is a shady tree that keeps us safe from the sun.

Sometimes it’s a protecting place.

Mr. Alvey’s tree.