The Gumnut
By Ayla C
Wood, grainy almost like rice,
The leaves, shine bright like the bright sun.
Branches, twisting different ways.
The tree roots, as tough as brick.
Gumnuts, shine in my heart as warm as the sun.
Red, fluffy flowers blossoming amongst
The tree’s leaves.
Little gumnut babies, sleeping quietly in the tree.
When I’m with the tree, I feel safe and cosy.
The bark, tearing off like little leaves falling from a tree.
As the rain droplets drop from the leaves, they splash me,
It’s like the leaves are crying.