Listen to that Echo
far off in the night
muffled by the fog,
Praises of the Day.
Trees, Grasses, Bugs, Water
in four part harmony.
CRACK-ack-ack
goes a twig.
RUSTLE-ustle-tle
sounds the grass.
CHIRP-irp-ip
trumpets the bugs.
DRIP-rip-ip
proclaims the water.
Listen to that ECHO-co-o!
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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