03 earth poem trees by harry behn

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03 earth poem trees by harry behn

  1. 1. Trees by Harry BehnTrees are the kindest things I know,They do no harm, they simply growAnd spread a shade for sleepy cows,And gather birds among their bows.They give us fruit in leaves above,And wood to make our houses of,And leaves to burn on HalloweenAnd in the Spring new buds of green.They are first when days begunTo tough the beams of morning sun,They are the last to hold the lightWhen evening changes into night.And when a moon floats on the skyThey hum a drowsy lullabyOf sleepy children long ago...Trees are the kindest things I know.From: http://www.dltk-kids.com/crafts/arborday/trees_poem.htmDLTKs Crafts for Kids: Earth Poems中文翻譯____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Class:_____ No:____ Name:_________
  2. 2. ★ Please visualize the picture of each paragraph of the poem Trees.Trees are the kindest things I know,They do no harm, they simply growAnd spread a shade for sleepy cows,And gather birds among their bows.They give us fruit in leaves above,And wood to make our houses of,And leaves to burn on HalloweenAnd in the Spring new buds of green.They are first when days begunTo tough the beams of morning sun,They are the last to hold the lightWhen evening changes into night.And when a moon floats on the skyThey hum a drowsy lullabyOf sleepy children long ago...Trees are the kindest things I know.Class:_____ No:____Name:_________

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