Once upon an autumn dawn,
Just above the trees,
There lies a sun just waking up,
Waiting for night to cease.
The moon crawls into pine tree blankes,
The sun soars in the sky,
A little deer is waking up
As birds begin to fly.
An owl climbs into his tree,
A dog begins to bark,
The rooster crows, “It’s morning now,
Be gone with all that dark!”
The goats and sheep start calling,
The farmer hears their cries,
His wife will start her baking,
As the little kitten lies.
No sooner than her baking’s done
The wife comes out to check,
He is sleeping by a haystack,
The dog sleeping near his neck.
The puppy stops his whimpering,
The goats will stop their cry,
The farm is almost quiet,
Birds sing a lullaby.
The farmer’s wife is watching,
The sun is watching too,
Now everything is quiet,
Even the little shrew.
The farmer wakes,
The bread still bakes,
The goats now make their sounds,
Meow’s now the sound the kitten makes
It’s time to do the chores again,
Out comes a silver moon,
The sun is getting tired
And the only sound is from a loon.
I wrote this when I was 11 years old. Not my best work, but hey – I was only 11!