You Can’t Stop Me!
By Georgina H
The sun sets
And light goes away
I fly away into warm homes
Years later
My home gets cut down
No more warmth nor for all birds
The sound comes from the ground not from the sky
The trees whither from high to low, side to side
The wind blows all the trees down
On demand
I see burnt trees everywhere under
Me
I try to find a new home
But I can’t see one
I try to get attention
From the humans but I can’t
Finally someone notices me and they plant a new tree for
All other birds not just
Me!