My Forest

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My Forest One of the things I miss most about where I used to live up north is the forest. There were strong green trees that reached up to the sky. You could climb some of the trees to the top and look around and see the emerald hills of treetops surround you for miles. Other trees had good strong boughs wide enough that you could walk across from one tree to another. There was one old oak in particular that had a nook in the trunk with a soft bed of moss that you could curl yourself into and have a nice warm nap. A few trees held nests in their networks of leaves and branches, many with peeping newborn birds with their yellow mouths stretching open for the meals that their parents brought. The parents themselves were wonders to behold. There was the gentle robin, who you could always spot because of his red breast. The eagle would always roost in the tallest pine he could find. You would never think an eagle’s wings could be so big, especially when they are perched. But when they take off it is like their broad 6 foot wings seem to come out of nowhere. Many other animals lived in...

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