Poetry Competition Winner 2007

Through the Cloud,

my thoughts are murmured aloud,

I look down and see trees of all shapes and sizes,

Oaks, ashes, maple and lime,

Willows create a heavenly arch,

I wander through and spy a larch,

Shooting up into the sky,

Birds a twittering,

In the gentle morning breeze,

Then I reach the edge of the forest,

And all is calm once more.

Won by Thomas Walker aged 10yrs