The dreaming orchard, the mother trees
Lucia O'CorozineOctober 27, 2017Exploring HumorPoetry
In the orchard
In the apple trees
Hanging there on borrowed blankets
Cradled in the trees embrace
I’m not really sleeping
I want to
But I know the tree will grow tired and let me fall to the ground
Severed like ripe fruit
I never truly rest
I don’t need to
I come to dream
Lucia O’Corozine is a 14-year-old homeschooler from New Paltz, New York. She loves to draw, write poems and speak Italian. Her favorite Italian word is “cielo,” meaning sky.