I am a girl
I am in love with the trees.
I love to come to Grandma's farm
she has an apple orchard.
Full of trees
So many apple trees
EVERYWHERE
But
My favorite tree of all stands tall and proud in the orchard
Thunder Rose is my proud tall apple tree.
She is gorgeous
In the spring with so many apple blossoms
Blooming, sweet scent riding the wind
The fresh spring breeze in my hair and my spirit
Filling me with joy and sunshine.
I am a girl in love with the apple trees
And Thunder Rose
My beautiful tree.
She is so big and strong
And she is a wind rider
She looks as if she can
NEVER
Be brought down by the world.
My
Thunder
Rose.
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Thunder Rose
PoetryElla Rose Wilson loves nature. She's a regular enthusiast. Her grandmother, Willow Wilson, owns an apple tree orchard which Ella loves dearly -- and most dearly, her favorite tree, Thunder Rose. But when a drought threatens to kill the orchard and p...
