…Here I wrote an acrostic poem, called the alphabet poem, using the word “friendship” with each letter as the start of each line. Learn about more forms of poetry here
For much seasons the old oak stood alone.
Reminded of friends, who had come and now gone.
In the open meadow, he stood with many wildflowers.
Every day, birds would come, but never to stand, upon his branches.
Night and day he would wait.
Dosing off and on, he felt a peck at his trunk.
“Say, are you awake,” said the old owl?
He saw a wise old owl smiling back at him.
“I am in need of shelter, can I perch on your branches,” said the old owl?
“Please do and stay while too! said the old oak to his new friend.
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