This month’s column features a poem by nine-year-old Naomi Becker, a student at Lockeland Elementary School.
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THE LITTLE TREE
By Naomi Becker
Papa said, Fall will come soon, little one.
A few months, and then it will be done.
Squirrels scutter, taking our 'corns.
In the night, I had time to mourn.
It's my first fall! What should I do?
Who will protect me? Papa, Mama, me, or you?
My leaves will fall off! What then?
Oh! I'll be dead!
The next morning, I cried:
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Mama! Papa! We're going to die!
But Mama lifted her branch down to me.
You won't die, little tree.
I said, Our leaves will fall! I'm so scared!
She said, Just feel the warm crisp air.
Then I saw the squirrels scuttering around.
Little seeds, dropping to the ground.
Apples red, ready to eat.
I looked up at Mama,
and found my bravery.
