Old Tree
By: Kimberly Villlalta
As old as I am I still get news paper stecked on me
no matter what
if I drop tears
it turns out to be all over new york
its red green and some yellow gold color
in winter I am naked and can’t get warm
I get water
I get snowed on
I am old so people cut me down and I died.
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