Jualine and the Trees

By: Bernetta Smith

My neighbor Jualine comes down the street

The trees say “me oh my.”

When she walks by they swing,

and sway when she’s away.

When Jualine comes down the street

the trees say, “me oh my so sweet.”

They watch and watch until

she gone

Then the trees just run along.

But now she gone

and death has come.

The trees are sad.

They stare all day but

there’s no Jualine.

No, she is gone,

so then the trees just run along.