Megan's Blog City Journal

Tall Tree, Tall Mountain

Write a story about a tall tree, tall mountain, poem and or short story.

I am a tall pine tree.
I hope I will never be chopped down.
I like being tall, beautiful and free.
My roots are planted firmly in the ground.

Squirrels use me for their house and home.
Their babies play up and down my trunk.
One day, a bad visitor came along, a gnome,
my squirrel friends chased him away but he sunk!

The gnome sunk into the ground and he was gone.
My branches grow and I still blossom and sprout.
I am more beautiful then the day I was born!
Birds, squirrels and raccoons love me, no doubt.

My home is in the forest and I live by a mountain.
I like the rain, the sun and a nice cool breeze.
Sometimes, it rains like an over flowing fountain.
I will live forever and be as beautiful as I please.

I am a mountain. I am vast and can be seen for miles. Lovers sneak away to be on my mountain. They come back with babies that started on my mountain. Snow, rain and animals run all over me looking for food. I protect the animals. Bad guys have hid in my mountains but I make loose stones and rocks fall on them. Snow looks pretty on me. I make the area beautiful and this is heaven. Lakes and streams are by me and are vast with all kind of fish for eating and drinking water. I am happy to be a beautiful mountain. I rule!