How Does It Do That*
I pick the first picture there, train tracks in the mud I see rotten trees I see fog on the ground Oh, universe, I see a reflection in the trees and it changes by light and dark. How does it do that? it is getting darker I notice the reflection It has a fish in the tree. trees bubbles fish reflection sitting in fear all alone come help me find the way home *Group poem by Buffalo's Discovery School 4th graders responding to photographic art
Sherry Robbins 