The Amazing Reflections To A Tree My arms reach out to the sun, seeking warmth. But, instead sometimes I am washed in rain. The sturdy roots I have hold me steady as the storm seems intent on my destruction. Soon a warm column of sun alights on my bountiful leaves causing rain drops to turn into millions of ... flower buds proudly display their beauty, which seems all the greater after weathering the storm. The soothing light of an afternoon sun sprinkles delicate shadows around my huge trunk and roots. The pure light goes on to intermingle with my small green leaves. Eventually the day will...

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• Grade Level: High School