Butleigh - Blossom
Blossoms are blooming on the trees
Some are pink are some are red
Acres and acres of brown and green
Here is the home of the bumblebees
Who dance around and fly with the breeze

Sheep as white as snow
Grazing around wandering about
In the jungle like ground.
Trees are big trees are tall
Soon its time for the petals to fall.

A sea of grass
The scent of pollen
Blossom blowing in the air
Sheep wool stuck on the trees
Flowers following the sun
Confetti like blossom falling
The sheep go to form one
-- Ellie Gillett-Skeath --


Blossom, all colours
On orchard trees
The apple make cider
Which we drink with ease

Tiny little rabbits
Hide from the breeze
They hide in all the hedges
And they feel very pleased

Fluffy coats we wear
Are from sheeps that stare
They stand in a sea of grass
And have a lot of hair.

Trees Blossom
Grass Sheep
Fence Wool
Houses gate
Wood hedge
Flowers green
White pink
Brown blue
Cow dung
Barbed Wire

Trees stand so tall and strong
Blossoms punching out from buds.
-- Archie Churchill-Moss --


The grass moving gently like the sea
No scent or salt in the air
But there is a buzzing bee
Gentle rabbit family hidden
Mistletoe hanging from different trees
But rabbits dens are filled with leaves.

Blossom opening day by day
-- Alfie Lee --


Group Poems
My apple blossom is pinky plush
Your yummy comments make me blush
Pale mushrooms creamy white
Pink and white petals such a delight

Sheep are woolly, bees have stings
Bees pollinate throughout the spring
Blossoms are falling Apples will grow
Pink and white in the air, you can see it if you stare

Sticky berries stuck to the tree
Here comes the mistletoe.
Orchard tree with blossom growing
Blossom spurting out of its shell

Pink blossom floating to the ground
Pink and white blossom on flaky bark
Apple blossom all pink and white
The mighty heron is in flight

Waving grass along with the breeze
I can hear the humming of the bees.
Sheep wool wrapped around the trees
You taste the juicy honey in the air

Lichens spreading on the trees
Cowslips on the ground
In the orchard old gnarled trees
The branches swaying in the breeze.

Blossom opening day by day
Bees flying from tree to tree
Sheep that stare and mostly move.
Trees swaying from side to side
Blossom appearing day by day
Different apple juice getting sold by the minute

Cowslips sitting just next door
Tall grass like a jungle
The bee man collecting honey

Apple juices cox and bramley
Share the sensation with your family

October is coming, the cider is near
The trees are working hard
Its that time of year

Some trees are dead and some are alive
Next to them lies a buzzing beehive

You can see the outskirts of the tor
Above the silver misty moor.
Cream, white, lilac, pink
All the colours you can think
Blossom on the trees
Swaying in the breeze
Falling, falling on the ground
Without making any sound

Dewy floors on the moors
As well as apple cores
I hear the sound of crunching
As I am munching
At apples of green and red
Its nearly time to go to bed

Butterflies flying in and out of the trees
No its only a cool breeze
Curved branches covered with white
Butterflies flying is a nice sight
The smell of apples
A sky bright blue

The sound of birds
The taste of honey too
The bee man explaining the worker bees fun.
All the honey will weigh a ton
Its getting dark let's go to bed
Yes. Night. Night. That's what I said !

Sheep of the orchard

Trees in rows
We're gobbling the grass
Flowing white branches
Curved trees
Calm
Sunlit sheep
Butterflies
The touch of sun melting on your back
The sky a bright blue.
-- Chloe Cheyne --


In the orchard there's old gnarled trees
Their branches swaying in the breeze
Sheep running here and there
Bees buzzing all around
Enormous trees that stand so tall

Tiny blossoms really small
That's life in an apple orchard
-- Annabel Dukes --


Sheep in the orchard
I am a sheep as white as can be
I've seen the orchard with its bursting green leaves
I've seen the humans passing by
I've seen the cloudless blue sky
I've seen the way the bees buzz around
And the way the apples fall to the ground
I've seen long grass and I've seen tall trees
I've felt hot sun and a gentle breeze
And once the years and months have passed
I'll still be there munching grass.

Look really deeply into the orchard
and you'll be amazed by what you see
-- Katy Ball --



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