The Woodland Town Clock - An Environmentally Friendly Poem

Here in the forest is the Woodland Clock

Steadily going Click Click Knock

It’s a day in the life of our animal friends

All the way from start to end

From 6 to 7 the animals prepare

For the day’s glorious affairs

They brush their teeth and munch their toast

Before kissing goodbye the ones they love most

At 8 the children slowly get dressed

My, won’t their teacher be impressed

When they show up in their uniform

With smiley faces all slick and shawn

At 9 the kids set off for school

Here’s Billy Squirrel on his skateboard - cool!

Teela and Tanya laugh all the way

It’s another merry school day

At 10 the adults go to work

Be in your places, don’t be a jerk

The nut making business has just begun

As all the men put tough shell hats on

At 11, it’s break time at the school

Play with others, abide by the rules

A rumbling sound? Nah, just a piece

In Billy’s tummy, mustard and roast beef

At 12 - oh no! The alarm has sounded

The school’s destroyed, the children rounded

The diggers have come to destroy the wood

Like any soulless mechanism should

At 1, the trees are all cut down

Broken acorns lie all around

Workers manage to struggle free

But some were too late - dear me

At 2, the birds flee their nests

For the workers use repellent for pests

The acorn factory lies blackened and burnt

Amidst the once dew-covered green fern

At 3, the forest fires begin

The families cry out, trapped from within

A rainstorm calms the inferno down

And that’s the end of their woodland town

At 4, the animals have nowhere to go

The children cry to mourn the ones they know

But somewhere, there’s a twist of fate

Read on to see what the animals await

At 5, I see all the animals scared

The destruction left them unprepared

A kindly reserve warden I am,

I call myself Reserve Warden Sam

At 6, I call out “Off we go!”

The animals took off all their clothes

Primitive again, they hop into my van

Driven by me, Warden Sam

At 7, we reach my nature reserve

It’s a place my animal friends deserve

As they run off, I cry out “Be free!

Not only of destruction, but responsibility!”

At 8, I got to my little log house

And slump on my armchair, quiet as a mouse

Through the window, I see the animals at play

They’ve found light in the darkest day

At 9 as I prepared for bed,

I turned to you and then I said:

“We must take action, the animals need you

To make their natural world better too.”

THE END.