Goldenrod 

Goldenrod.

My leaves are greener than

The soft breeze of grass. My leaves can 

Be prickly so be careful. I should tell you about my 

Twigs – they are slender as a snake with pointy ends

Like a spear. My roots are long and their colour is brown As a bear.

My branches and twigs wave in the melody of the breeze Like fingers brushing the keys of a fragile piano.

My trunk stands as straight as a soldier guarding the palace which is the canopy above.

Ryan

Stourport Primary