Fall

By Melanie T.

November 10, 2004
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I am a twig. I see leaves and grass beneath me. I see the sun up high in the sky. Leaves hang off of me. I almost float but I'm connected to a big trunk. The birds fly higher then me. I live with other twigs they tell me to bundle up because it is going to be cold. I will soon see frost on the ground below me. I will be cold when leaves start falling off me. I will be as cold as an ice cube. I am a twig. FALL.

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