Unintentionally, we're having a poetry unit this Fall...
Predator and Prey
That peaceful day upon the heath
Where a tree young gazelles lay beneath.
The cheetah stalked gazelles unheard,
Young loud cheetah cubs, though, play absurd.
Impalas stotted for all their worth
Ran from cheetahs' own home turf.
More joined the leaping, jumping fun,
The cheetah cubs chased all of them.
Gazelles finally leap away
Cheetahs' menu's different today.
Impalas, gazelles all live longer
Cheetah hunts, cubs made stronger.
...this from Grace after a morning of Land Animal learning, of course, and being quite taken with impalas that can leap 8 feet up and come down 30ft away (stotting)!
...Jasmin's love burst moment:
I Love You Poem
I love you, smell like roses
The sweet smell wonderful
smell the pink Roses the flowers
I love you go fly over the moon
The lilac dances the twinkling of the stars
Your eyes are like the sun
Your hair is like a silver river
I love you
You move like a swan
Come take my hand and dance like swans on a lake
I love you
...and from me too, this morning noticing the differences in seasons as I run. (Wouldn't have thought I had brain space to notice and compose on the run, but sometimes it writes itself):
Rising sun rays finger the skies
Lighting a new world for my eyes
Forest fingers tinged with gold
True colours not quite yet bold
Thick dew carpets grass with silvery gleam
River mist makes the world a dream
Passing geese heard more than birds of song
Telling with cheerful honk winter's not long
Trees bowed low under berries' weight
Rowan, apple, sumac speak of summer late
Lungs full of crispy air
Coolness flows through my hair
Wonder of spring, delight of Summer
Now Fall pleases this runner