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By Sarah Trapani

 

Through the sky

The winds will blow,

And the trees will know

And a stranger walks among them.

 

The grass will shutter

And the bees will flutter

As a signal goes through the air.

 

They will look

For shelter,

And find none

While the stranger

Hunts them down for fun

Copyrightę2001 Sandra Trapani