Let the Trees

Posted November 18, 2010 & filed under Notebook.

Let the trees rise to the sky
where the blue birds fly.

Let the trees dance at night with
its leaves falling on the ground.

Let the trees see at night with the
stars shining.

Let the tall trees sing at night
with the wind blowing the leaves, singing
sh, sh, sh.

Let the trees have lots of leaves
with the leaves different
colors—green, yellow, red, orange,
blue, purple, or pink.

Let the trees have lots of branches
with leaves all over.

Let the trees grow
apples big and small.

Let the trees
grow taller and taller.

By Maria


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]