We chose Michael Rosen's 'We're going on a bear hunt' to read to Little Man which is fantastic for repetition and onomatopoeia and is one of his favourites. Although the park is local to us, it is driving distance so we jumped in the car.
To quote Robert Burns, "The best laid schemes o' Mice an' Men, Gang aft agley."
First unexpected happening, Little Man vomits all over himself, the one time I forgot to pack spare clothes #mummyfail. Told the teen to catch little man's sick in the plastic bag we had our things in, including the camera #mummyfail. The final unexpected happening, I've only been to this particular park twice in a friends car and didn't really pay attention to the journey therefore we got lost and had to turn on the SatNav #mummyfail
We did get to the park eventually and what a beautiful and inspiring park it is, we even got the teen to join in writing and she NEVER joins in, that's what autumn does for you :-)
So here is our autumn poem, the second to last stanza was Little Man's contribution and the last stanza, and most beautiful in my opinion, was written by the teen princess...
The Autumn leaves crumble
beneath the soles of many shoes,
we watch them drift from tree to floor,
and wonder at their thoughts.
They gather on the ground,
each one a story could tell,
of the magic that they saw
before the season in which they fell.
They witnessed the birth of spring,
playful, honest, free.
They felt the heat of summer,
children playing happily.
Their colours changed
with the mood of autumn,
from shades of green to fiery red,
to bring a breath of warmth
to the season as it chills,
they light the path for winters music,
and prepare for Santa's bells.
The leaves go crunch,
the swirly, whirly leaves
I liken the leaves to soldiers
fallen broken from the wars
disregarded and forgotten
taken for granted, trampled, torn.
This is my entry to the Center Parcs and Tots 100 November challenge. If I’m chosen, I would like to visit Woburn Forest
Head over to The Gallery to see some more beautiful nature posts.