A poem by Hunter Fox age 7
Nature
In autumn we have beautiful red and orange leaves
that gracefully float down off the tree.
A bird gliding though the sky then takes
a soft landing on the bird feeder for some
food. A weasel sneaking through the snow
on a cold winter day hunting for food.
A caterpillar sneaking through the grass
so the birds will not find him.
A deer trotting through the forest
and playing with his friends.
A pine tree with sharp
pointy needles.
well that’s nature for you!!!
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