Listen
Pitter, patter
A heavy mouse grows fatter
His nails scraping, scritching, scratching
Running from a bird just hatching
With one fierce, tiny squack
A first glimpse of a rapacious hawk
Supported by a heavy twig nest
A strong wind blows from the east to the west
Whistling through the leaves of the trees
Causing a hive to release its bees
Angry and hostile they fly
While a deer watches the sky
Soon it will become dark and cool
Leaving only the brave and a fool
A cricket sounds its song
Listen, nature sings along.
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