Listen my Children and you shall hear
Of the whispered secrets far and near
The silent tunes of this mystic land
A story of Nature’s Wonder Band…
Looking out my window
To the gray cloudy sky
Hopeful to see birds flying by
Rain pounds the glass
The roof
And the ground
But down on the grass
A small cricket is found.
Somewhere in the distance
A croak comes along,
Cold breeze to which I tense
Adding to the song
I listen to the beat
A beautiful rhythm
Tap my feet
And begin to hum
As I add to the music
Of this dismal wintry land
I finally decide to join
Nature’s Wonder Band
~Breanna Baker & Kristen Hunter
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