Pink, Serena Axel [books for 10th graders txt] 📗

me of a place where I might
like to stay.


Then the grasshopper tipped his hat and
followed us down the wavy path,
behind the old oak, majestic and strong.

Just beneath
in the shade of the tree
was a cottage made of rushes and twigs.
I opened the door; it was cozy inside,
just needed to be cleaned.


All pitched in with tiny broom
and cloth,
and laughter,
and soon the inside gleamed.


Flitting out the door I began to fly,
wanting to show all those below
how happy they had made me.


Leaving glittered ribbons behind
to form a canopy over my new bungalow. Imprint

Text: (c) Serena Axel 2011
Publication Date: 03-09-2011

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