Standing there
By Luna B
Published 22 September 2023
I feel my branches wriggle
I feel my branches last
The wind tickles,
As if something was going past
The rain starts
The rain ends,
Then the thunder begins
And the sun begins to fade.
The birds come,
The birds go,
And I always make sure to say hello.
The stars shimmer,
The stars shine
And I say goodbye to the night sky.