Tunnel of Trees

Tunnel of Trees

Stinging buzzing bees
Fly through the tunnel of trees
With me underneath.

On my short little street
The chipmunks meet
By the chestnut trees.

Sometimes I spy
Deer that are shy
On the river shore.

A poet of fame
Gave my little street its name
The gas lights his sign.

The river is wide
In Riverside
So let’s take a ride

Through the tunnel of trees.

Becky Warner, St. Mary School