Searching for Bows and Arrows

 /   /  By Emma Birches
Stone Soup Magazine
May 2018

By Tatiana Rebecca Shrayer

Because I wanted to feel like an Amazon
I asked my father to build me a bow with arrows
We went to the nearby woods that overlook
Forest Beach in the village of South Chatham.

My father, sister and I followed
A wavy uphill path to the clearing
Where we found young oak trees
With pointy strong branches,

We sawed off three branches
That looked like they would suffice.
We carved them and sanded them,
And we bent them till they could sing.

By the time we had finished tying the string
The evening chill had descended.
We shot our arrows into the darkening sky
Where the stars scampered like red foxes.

Tatiana Rebecca Shrayer Searching for Bows and Arrows

Tatiana Rebecca Shrayer, 9
Brookline, MA

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