Deep Down in the Forest

Amber leaves drip from the oak tree,

Down they come weaving across the grass.

The blades were as tiny as a pencil,

The leaves wish past,

Gliding through the green luscious grass.

The bright sun glaring down at me,

Trying to burn me. Tweet goes the bird,

Hoot goes the owls. The river goes woosh.

The lizard goes sss, down comes the owl. 

Down comes the wolf. The branch falls off

Like lightning crashing down.

Crack goes the rock, Flap goes the bird.

There goes the wind hitting the warter,

The birds start chirping, The water starts flowing.

Tic Top the water hits the rocks,

Bam the frog went up.

The small green leaves Went past the dark water.

The frog was staring the leaves

While they were weaving.

Snap went the branch, Sss went the eel.