Langley Falls, 12th - Arlington, VA
Come hither, beckoned the plant, its leaves frayed and withered.
Walk into the garden when your feelings are bitter.
The leaves on the trees may escape with the breeze, but hopefully the fluttering will fill you with glee.
You walk down a path surrounded by death, trees are dying, only their skeletons are left.
Branches reach out at the sky like claws, refusing to provide seeds for birds to close in their jaws.
Grass goes from green to deep brownish yellow, the sky turns gray and the chatter starts to mellow.
You walk down the path and kick up the gravel, you watch the weather as you go on and travel.
The skies are not sunny and the air is not warm, but still you are as happy as the day you were born.
Students 6th-12th Grades