Dear Mr. Crow

There are birds chirping in the trees,

I hear bumble bees buzzing all around me.

I can feel the hot sun on my back,

And I see a aeroplane flying overhead.

A crow lands on top of a tall oak tree,

It scares away all of the nesting birds.

He caws.

I watch a dozen ants crawl over a log near me,

I feel the wind whistling through my fingers.

Dear Mr. Crow flies away.