08
Apr
2019
Apr
2019
Poem of trees
categories: 4th Grade, Free write
Every night I wait atop them.
Every day I breath them.
They stock our air.
But some people I know don’t care.
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Every night I wait atop them.
Every day I breath them.
They stock our air.
But some people I know don’t care.