This is a haiku about the tops of trees. I've been looking forward to writing a poem about the tops of trees because when I walk to school I often notice that I don't look above my normal eye level or small sphere of vision. As soon as I look up I always notice the tops of the trees, and I feel that they are under appreciated. I was delightfully surprised when some of my thoughts about these trees worked in a haiku.

tops of the tall trees

nobody notices these

a precious secret