Spreading wide her skirt of leaves,
Stroking the wind,
Tickling clouds,
Chatting with birds,
Sheltering children on friendly boughs.
Dear Little Tree that we plant today
What will you be when we're old and gray?
The Tree Answers
"The savings bank of the squirrel and mouse,
For robin and wren an apartment house,
The dressing-room of the butterfly's ball,
The locust's and katydid's concert hall,
The schoolboy's ladder in pleasant June,
The schoolgirl's tent in the July noon,
And my leaves shall whisper them merrily
A tale of the children who planted me."
~~ Author Unknown ~~
I meant to do my work today ---
But a brown bird sang in the apple tree,
And a butterfly flitted across the field,
And all the leaves were calling me.
And the wind went sighing over the land,
Tossing the grasses to and fro,
And a rainbow held out its shining hand ---
So what could I do but laugh and go?
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . Richard Le Gallienne
I want to have a little house
with sunlight on the floor,
A chimney with a rosy hearth,
and lilacs by the door;
with windows looking East and West,
and a crokked apple tree,
And room beside the garden fence
For Hollyhocks to be!
By Nancy Bird Turner from the Sunflower Houses book created by Sharon Lovejoy 1991
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