Posted September 23, 2014 & filed under Poem, Student Writing.

I’m falling into this weather

like a leaf

I’m tumbling and floating

on air

It’s my favorite time of year

By Chelsea, 3rd Grade

Forest Orchestra

Posted September 30, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

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.


Posted September 21, 2009 & filed under Notebook.

In my tree,
I grew up
with lots of other leaves.
I loved hearing
the whistle of the birds
and chatter of the squirrels.
Although when the other leaves
blew away
it meant growing up.
I waited every fall
until one fall it happened.
I landed next to my friend,
and I floated with her
the rest of my life.

By Josephine, 4th grade
[photo by Jack Hindmarsh via flickr]


Posted September 16, 2009 & filed under Notebook.


The fallen leaves make the orange path.
The orange path leads you to the fall.
The fall leads you to the happiness man.
That man takes you to the happiness of fall.
To use the orange, you touch it, and it becomes fall.
You taste it, it is orange!
You listen to it, you get the dream.

By Gan, 3rd grade
[photo by amymillerphotos via flickr]


Posted October 8, 2008 & filed under Notebook.

If I were a season,
I would be
the season of ever changing leaves,
trickling down along the wind,
sliding across roads of asphalt,
gloomily crackling as pairs of
lone feet read on,
making their way home
to their warm escape of love, and laugh
while I, autumn, watch.

By Raina, 5th grade
[photo by well taken via flickr]


Posted October 31, 2007 & filed under Notebook.

Winter, my winter, is no winter.
It’s only


Turkey and stuffing make


delicious and my girlfriend
makes me so cool and cuddly
which makes my world


in love.

But sometimes the moon makes my mood


to the ground.

And then my dad starts to cook
just like my cozy mom
which makes my dad


into the best cooker-category in all of cooker-land.

by Michael, 5th Grade

The Leaf

Posted October 8, 2007 & filed under Notebook.

fall-leaves-by-smallchih-v-flickr.jpgI am in a tree.
I see kids.
Birds fly above me.
I fall down and land on an ant.
I hear a train from far away.
A girl picks me up,
then she throws me on the ground.
The people step on me a lot of times.

I am the leaf.

by Jasmine, 1st Grade
[photo by smallchih via flickr]