The Yellow

Oh, look at the yellow in the birch trees!
The rain pours and they fall to the ground,
Like heavy snowflakes.
Look at the yellow and the green under my shoes.
Now shiny, wet and slippery.
The rain is gone now,
And all is quiet.
Everyone is home,
The chickadees are in their nests,
The squirrels are safe in their dens.
It’s just me out here,
stuck in the humidity.
It’s finally fall again.

Marianna Bergeus is 14 years old, lives in Narberth, PA, and is homeschooled. I love to write fiction and have tried to write my own children’s story. I’m not sure who may favorite author is but I think I’d have to say J.K. Rowling (because I LOVE Happy Potter) or Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Marianna studies creative writing at the "Teen Lit Magazine" workshop at the Musehouse Literary Arts Center in Germantown (www.musehousecenter.com).