Do they hate us because we talk,
Or do they hate us because we walk.
Or do they envy us, strange creatures,
Because we have toes and fingers,
Instead of green leaves and rocks!
When I first looked through the pictures we took during our leaning journey at the botanic gardens, a strange idea came to my mind. What if 'nature' was alive. Would 'nature' envy us, hate us, or laugh at us. I doubt this can ever be answered because trees can't talk, but it is something interesting to think about.
Also, I remembered a drawing I saw while eating at MacDonalds. It was a drawing of a tree, with the words 'the tree was so tall it touched the sky'. I was amazed by how something so simple could leave such an impact on me. I decided to write a simple poem, silly and childish. I decided to write it in the form of a limerick, with the AABBA rhyme scheme.
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