Winter

 /   /  By Emma Birches
Stone Soup Magazine
November/December 2007

By Riley Grace Carlson

I walk through the silent pasture to the tree swing.
I sit down and start to swing.
I close my eyes and fall into a silent sleep.
‘When I open my eyes I see the ground is littered
with leaves, acorns and plants of all kinds.
I sit listening to the wind roar.
I am not troubled.
I just sit there
watching
waiting.

Winter Riley Grace Carlson

Riley Grace Carlson, 9
Franklin, Tennessee

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