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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