- Table
- Groaned
- Stands
- Cry
- Hugs
- Stiff
- HeadPhones
- Boisterous
- Petite
- Stretched
- Strewn
- Hidden
- Book
- Ancient
- Opens its arms
- Smelly
- Luring
- Capturing
- Attacks
My Story
Over millions of years, this grandfather of a tree has sprouted millions of arm to hold on to his children, in hopes to keep in touch. The tree bows down in respect to the children who want to play.
The fog wraps its long slender finger around the longing tree in hope to find a friendly face.
The snow sits on the mountain tops knowing life is short with the glistening sun.
The sculpture holds its arms wide to welcome all into its home
The gust of wind tears down its path in hope to knock down its enemy.
