The Whispering Woods by Kristen Cuccoli

The Whispering Woods

The woods whisper
In their own
Little language
Whisper, whisper, whisper

The bushes rustle
The trees crackle
Under
The howling wind

The woods
Are a library
They are silent
But full of thinking

The woods whisper
In their own little language
As I
Walk through

Kristen Cuccoli
Grade 6