🇺🇸American Sonnet🇺🇸 No. 4 – Tree House🇺🇸

#American #Sonnet

I look outside my window
and wonder what it is like
to live inside the branches
of a tree, as I watch the
squirrels romp up and 
down it with glee. The 
birds sing in it, and some-
times the magpies will
squabble in it like children.
Crows sit alone and caw
in it. Rain wets its leaves
and the sun shines on it.

I can understand now, why
people build tree-houses.

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