Night
Blackest night
And without sight
I know you are beautiful

You are all around me
And though I cannot see
I know you are beautiful

There is no light
But I have no fright
For I know you are beautiful

You are free
I know you are free
And I know you are beautiful

Tell me tree
What do you see
From the perch
So high above

Where birds chirp
And squirrels chitter
Tell me tree
Is it bitter?

To me you are tall
And to you I am small
Tell me tree
How did you become so great

You allow me to climb
And for me to find
The earth
As a different place

I have decided to start posting poetry on my blog.I am now 10 years old, and I want to be a writer/poet.I might as well get practice. I go to school at BC#1, in South Carolina.