Climb

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So inviting, this golden tree, shining in the setting sun.

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Impossible to resist, with its rustling leaves like stained glass of every warm hue.

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It doesn’t take long for a boy to find his way up.

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Stretching and climbing, gilded by light,

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into the heights, where no one can reach and he is best and bravest.

One Response to “Climb”

  • heathermama
    October 29, 2012 at 10:55 am

    we love a good climbing tree. 🙂

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