Abigail got ready
It was a new day
Time for adventure
To get on their way
She packed her notebook
And magnifying glass
Off to explore
Maybe look at the grass
Her mom packed some lunch
A change of clothes too
Never too prepared
When you don’t know what you’ll do
Off they went
To a field by their house
Out in the grass
Quiet as a mouse
Abigail bent down
And picked up a rock
She looked at it carefully
It reminded her of chalk
“Ahh” Mom said
“Good observation my dear
That is limestone
You can write but it might smear”
“Limestone is shells
From creatures long ago
They used to swim here
Going to and fro”
Mom and Abigail
Kept walking on
Kicking up rocks
The color of dawn
“Why is it red?”
Abigail curiously asked
“That’s iron oxide
In there that’s amassed”
“It’s the same as our blood”
Mom smiled down
“It’s amazing the same
In nature all around”
Thin slabs under foot
“Now this is called shale
Thin and flaky in layers”
Mom put some in the pail.
“Shale is layered
In strips so fine
If you look carefully
There is many a line”
They unpacked their blanket
And sat on the ground
Looking at all
The rocks that they found
“Rocks are cool!”
Abigail said
“They come in grey,
Brown, yellow, and red!”
“Nature is cool
And it’s abundantly clear
We need more adventures
Both far and near!”
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