The tie-dyed fall leaves flutter down
from the towering tree like butterflies.
They softly float to rest on the untouched snow.
Meanwhile a gorgeous red robin sings. Her mate must be catching worms
for the family.
The wind is howling. The water is stirring. The crickets are chirping along.
Just listen and you’ll hear…
The forest turns into an orchestra of howling, stirring, chirping and more!
by Isabel, 4th grade
This poem was written as part of the WITS Environmental Writing Project at the Houston Arboretum and Nature Center, sponsored by Shell, Texas Commission on the Arts, and the Jacob & Terese Hershey Foundation.Share this entry: