Poor Chicken Little stood under a tree.
He looked up at gold pieces falling like leaves.
But he knew leaves were GREEN,
And the sky, it was BLUE....
So the SKY wasn't falling,
Oh what should he do???
Should he find Mother Goose?
Could he find her in time??
Surely THIS was no time
for HIS nursery rhyme!!
Oh these gold blobs were big, as he stumbled around.
And they were not just bright gold,
They were dark red and brown!!
Chicken Little birds-eye-view
Mother Goose had flown south,
(more Southern than here!)
But a friend had shown up,
Looking perky and clear...
But he soon walked away,
And began to blend in...
And joined in the fun with some of his friends!!
How many?
Chicken Little counted five...
Don't forget to count Robin Tails!!
Now try again....
Could there be five,
Could there be six??
Once more.....
I see it is Seven,
But wait....Is it Eight??
Then he squeezed his eyes shut.
Then opened them wide,
And his beak, it dropped open
When he looked side to side...
What, oh what,
Oh, what should he do????
The robins were GONE
And he hadn't a clue.
LOOK UP, CHICKEN LITTLE...
help has arrived!!
" I know whoooooooo you are...
and I have this to say ~~~~~~
That tree you were under,
That tree over there,
That tree you stood under,
Is a Bradbury Pear.
The leaves that were fallin'
Will do you no harm.
They'll carpet the ground
With a crisp autumn charm.
But I have this to tell you,
And it is no joke --
Some thing WILL be fallin'
If you stand 'neath an oak."
So Chicken Little ran home,
Dodging oak trees like mad,
When he got there he yelled:
Y'all will be glad!!
The sky is NOT falling,
The leaves AREN'T a storm...
Come out here and look,
Just watch out for acorns!!
Happy Fall, Dear Readers!!!
Thanks to daughter Amanda for taking the super owl photo!
Chicken Little cartoons from internet source.





