The grade 3's are reading a poem at the Winter Solstice assembly. Each student has been practicing one stanza.
Winter by Barbara Vance 1 When the geese are flying south And the sky is grey, my dears, Close your eyes, and lift your nose; Listen with your careful ears. 2 Feel the winter coming on, Hear it in the crackling trees; Note the crisping, quivering wind Sharply snapping at their leaves. 3 Feel it on the windowpanes – Chilly glass on fingertips – Mark the biting of the air, Heated breath on numbing lips. 4 See it in the early eves, In the glowing sunset where Shadows of the naked trees Rattle in the biting air. 5 Watch the nuthatch and the wren; They know it is time once more To abandon careful nests, As they’ve done each year before. 6 Let the frost rest on your face, Sense a shiver on your skin. See how pretty nature is When she ushers winter in.
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