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Brown fields
Trees are standing still.
The sun tickles the trees
The trees laugh.
The trees are pretty
They have blossoms that
Are pink and white.
Blossoms tickle the bees
The bees laugh .
The bees like the flowers.
The trees are happy
In the brown fields.
Poem written by Ashley Grade 1
Poem inspired by In My Mother's House by
Ann Nolan Clark
Alta Elementary School
Reedley, CA
-- May 17 2000