Birch Trees, Scotland Poem by June Walker

Birch Trees, Scotland



Five sisters, tall, thin,
straight-backed, play
ring-a-ring-a-roses,
stretching above the glade
and daffodil shoots.
The winter sun
picks out silver bodices
(their arms are brown and bare)
and makes them cast long, thin,
shadows- like strands of hair.

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