The wooden toy
By Kairi P
Published 9 August 2017
The wooden toy
It starts as a seedling
it's now taking its first breathe
It's now woven with air
It's a bit frail at first
They stand tall and proud
Sinking love into the earth
It's soaring in the breeze
It has meaning in the earth
It has a little bit of rough patches but that's just mistakes
it lives on within the fault
It's like a sparrow that's always peaceful,but in times it's angry in the wild storm
But it has a bad hint their is now a cross on the bole of the tree
People have come with weapons,thier cutting it down,bringing it to a crafting place
They are crafting it,it now is alive in a new form a wooden toy form seeing new things
By kairi
