On Monday and Tuesday, my grandchildren had Fall Break. They spent it with me. The fall mornings have been cooler, so we spent the good part of Tuesday morning outside. This photo was taken at Devil’s Pond in City Park. Stella has downy white goose feathers in her hands, and she’s pointing to turtles out in the pond. Together she and Leo are counting the turtles.
One
Two
Three
Four
Turtles in the pond.
Come walk with me.
Let’s feel carefree
like turtles in a pond.
Margaret Simon, draft
This month is the National Writing Project’s Write Out, which encourages all of us to go outside to write. Prompts can be found on the Write Out website.
Consider writing a small poem and sharing it in the comments. Support other writers with your responses.
Reflections on the Teche 
Your poem is so child-like, Margaret – a snapshot of curiosity. I’m sure you wouldn’t want your grands to join the turtles, but I couldn’t resist.
All In
Turtles splashing in the pond!
How many do you see?
One…two,
now there’s three!
Look, one more,
That makes four.
Let’s be turtles in the pond.
You, me…
Whee!
Such a child-like poem, Margaret – a snapshot of curiosity. I’m sure you wouldn’t want your grands to join the turtles, but I couldn’t resist.
All In
Turtles splashing in the pond!
How many do you see?
One…two,
now there’s three!
Look, one more,
That makes four.
Let’s be turtles in the pond.
You, me…
Whee!
Adorable, Rose! Our poems echo and play together. Thanks!
Lucky kids, lucky you. I hope you’re making a book for them with all these photos and poems!
this is the image
I carve into my heart:
children will lead us