In my willow cave I lie
And watch the animal world go by.
A worm comes wriggling from the soil.
It stops and forms a small pink coil.
A big black ant crawls through the grass.
I move my arm to let it pass.
A squirrel dashes by and stops,
Then scampers off in three long hops.
A bird struts by, all shiny black,
Its feathers gleaming on its back.
A small brown butterf ly f lits by,
And dances on across the sky.
A tiny caterpillar’s swinging
On a thread to which it’s clinging.
Lots of things for me to see
Hidden beneath the willow tree.
by Erica Stux ✿ Art by Kris Aro McLeod
Under the Willow Tree
Can you f ind the little creatures around the tree?