by Mr. Bang, age 9
Island Park, ID (inspired by Yellowstone wildlife)
8-23-18
Through the Day
The sun glistens on the morning dew
Where the elk graze in a gentle breeze
An eagle sours by, looking for a fish in the pond
A moose goes down to the water to drink
But is scared off by a wolf pack coming
Running, running
They come down the hills, over the meadows
Chasing the bison
A grizzly looks out when the wolves kill
He comes up, shoos them away
And starts to eat
The sun goes down
And the wolves howl at the moon
Then all is still and quiet
Except for a gentle breeze
Rustling the leaves
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by Character Queen, age 11
Rapid City, SD
7-27-18
The Horse
(Dedicated to my favorite horse, Pepsi.)
The horse gallops over a field,
Over a hill
So majestic , so graceful
A beautiful bay
Sweet as honey
The light brown gelding
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by Mr. Bang, age 8
West Yellowstone, MT
May 21, 2017
Difference Between Buffalo and Bison
Bison only live in America
Buffalo live in Africa and Asia
Bison have a big hump on their backs
Buffalo do not have a big hump
Bison have horns around two feet wide
Buffalo have horns up to six feet wide
Bison span from head to rump 12.5 feet
Buffalo span from 9 to 11 feet
Bison have a beard
Buffalo do not
Bison can charge you really fast
You have to be 25 yards away
That is the park rules
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by Character Queen, age 10
West Yellowstone, MT
May 13, 2017
Dogs
Dogs are cute and fussy
Not the least bit wussy
Cuter than mice
They’re rather nice
I wish I had one of my owny
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by Mr. Bang, age 8
Medina Lake, TX
March 10, 2017
Birds
They fly and fly
Around and around
In the early morn
And chirp
Ever so sweetly
They fly and fly
Until they find a place
On which to rest
It may be a tree
It may be their nest
It may be just a pile of logs
Or the ground
Birds
So sweet, so lovely, so graceful
A flock of birds
Soars and soars
It looks like a mass of buffalo
There are so many in a herd of birds
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by Character Queen, age 9
Medina Lake, TX
March 9, 2017
The Tree
The tree stands, still and somber
It waves to passersby
The tree
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by Mr. Bang, age 8
Medina Lake, TX
March 2, 2017
Deer
I sit here in the early morn
Seeing deer rush by my window
So graceful, so peaceful
Like they have no predators after them
They go in big flocks
They run across like eagles
They eat from your hand
Deer are not at all afraid of you
They run in big crowds like buffalo
Deer
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by Mr. Bang, age 8
Lake Tawakina, TX
Feb. 2, 2017
When the summer heat ends,
The trees shed their garments
And now there are just branches, branches
The lake, its dead trees are nice
for birds to land on
They don’t shed leaves
Who tells the trees to turn their leaves
Bright red, orange, green
And then brown when winter comes
And when the cranes eat from the water in the lake
There’s something I admire about them
So graceful, so still
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by Character Queen, age 9
Lake Tawakina, TX
Jan.31, 2017
The Ducks
The ducks swim in circles
In ovals, and all around
Funny little ducks.
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by Character Queen, age 9
Lake Tawakina, TX
Jan. 30, 2017
The Crane
The crane flies
Flapping, always flapping, away and then back again
In great circles
Until it rests on a nearby tree
Flying, always flying.
The crane
The Alligator
The alligator waits by the stream
For an animal to come
And then he strikes.
The Chickadee
The Chickadee sings in the early morn
Singing a song loved by all
The Chickadee sings in the early morn
A song that makes us leap with joy
The Shadow of the Tree
The Shadow of the Tree
Sometimes long, sometimes short
The tree never moves
Though the shadow is always changing.
The shadow of the tree
The Squirrel
The squirrel scuddles up, up the tree
For nuts, for berries
And then back down again
Busy, always busy, little squirrel.
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by Character Queen, age 9
Lake Tawakina, TX
Jan. 29, 2017
The Sunrise
The sunrise turns the trees all red
And the horizon sheds rainbow light,
And in my bed I watch it all
Too bad Mr. Bang has to miss it.
The bent tree
the small stream
The Bent Tree
The bent tree stands in the early light,
Waving its arms in the wind,
Pointing, always pointing, to the little stream.
