My First Book!

Well, I wrote my first children's book! It started off as a poem, but I decided to make it into a book! I am still working on the pictures, which will be watercolor :) so you'll have to wait for that! But for now, enjoy the text!!

"The Old Oak and the Nymph"
The old oak stood proudly among his fellow trees. His long branches stretched high and flowed softly with the breeze.
If you were to stand very, very still and gaze up into the leaves so high, a solitary wood nymph you would spy.
Such a beautiful creature is she! Emerald hair like the wind, skin soft as petals, and big eyes violet as can be.
She loved that old tree as much as one could. Branch to branch she would sail; she loved the feel and smell of his wood.
He gave her shade in the summer, spring gave her new buds so small, winter gave her shelter, and vibrant colors in the fall.
She would climb up to the highest branches and see the landscape that surrounded her and the tree. For a long time it was lush and green as far as the eye could see, but one day the green little by little began to disappear. How could this be?
Then one morning, the nymph was awakened by a horrible loud sound. She peered through the leaves to look and discovered a man pulling up in a big truck was the source of the noise that shook the ground.
Creeping down a little closer, she saw the man get out of the truck to come have a look at the great old tree with awe. He stared high into the branches, almost spotting the nymph, then walked back to the truck and revved up a very loud chainsaw!
The nymph cried out in horror as the man touched the blade to the tree, not realizing it was wrong. She clutched to the branches and threw her arms around her oak as she knew their time together was not long.
With one final cut, the man gave the tree a shove to send it off. The tree crashed down, and in one final act of love managed to break her fall in his leaves so soft.
Stunned from the fall, she lay in the safety of the branches not wanting to leave her friend so dear. But as more men appeared and started to load it onto the truck, she knew she needed to leave her beloved here.
Gently, she touched her petal soft lips to the the trunk of that beautiful tree, and with tears streaming she carefully made her escape making sure no man could see.
When all was quiet, she made her way down to the stump, laid down and wept. "Goodbye," she whispered sadly, her tears falling upon the raw cut wood, until there in a ball she slept.
The early morning light shone upon the nymph's beautiful face, and once she was awake she remembered the horrible event that the day before had taken place.
She looked around wondering what she should do now, and that she needed to move on, but where? Suddenly, she reached up and noticed that something was tangled in her emerald hair!
Pulling it out, she held it up to see in the soft light of that beautiful 'morn. With a cry of delight, she held the object close to her heart. For you see, the old oak had left her one final gift, an acorn!
Still holding her gift so precious she began to look around, and realized with sheer joy that there were acorns blanketing the ground!
"Thank you," she whispered as again the tears began to flow. She quickly set to planting all the seeds so that they would grow.
A more tragic parting of the old oak and the nymph who loved him could not be sung. But with the acorns left behind, more beautiful trees and a new life was begun.

Well there it is! It still needs alot of work, but that's my little story! And don't you worry, I've got an entire series of Mr. Higgins books in the works too! :)