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My Tree House
Better in my head
than it is in the tree
more a to-be-read shed
of stories for me.
than it is in the tree
more a to-be-read shed
of stories for me.
During my school year
I read all that I had to.
Now summer’s here
and I read what I want to.
I read all that I had to.
Now summer’s here
and I read what I want to.
No sawing or sanding
of boards to my tree
just hauling up books
skyward, closer to me.
of boards to my tree
just hauling up books
skyward, closer to me.
Up a few branches
where apples will ripen
fantasy flutters and
poetry happens.
Linda Mitchell
all rights reserved 6/26/15
This is terrific, Linda! That last stanza, especially, is dreamy. I think you left your comment for me on a different post than you meant to, but I found it, and I found your blog and poem, so it's all good. Thanks for joining in! I've added your treehouse to the collection here: http://michellehbarnes.blogspot.com/2015/06/june-dmc-wrap-up-giveaway.html Enjoy your summer of reading what you want to. :)
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