A Tree

A tree
A tree strong
A tree old
A tree with leaves the color of gold
A tree who knew other trees that were felled
A tree with many wishes to tell
A tree

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My name is Skya Lau and I am Twelve years old. I currently live in Lamoni, Iowa my two sisters, brothers, and my parents. My inspiration for this poem came when I was eight and living in Carol Stream, Illinois. One day when I was riding along the bike trail, I came upon a spot where some trees had been cut down. Only one tree remained in the middle. My hobbies when I am not writing include reading, drawing, climbing trees, and trying to convince my mom to let my family get a dog.