Once upon a field so wide,
A farmer lived with his pride,
Rows and rows of corn so high,
Reaching up towards the sky.

A scarecrow stood so brave and tall,
Protecting crops from every squall,
But sometimes it would scare the crows,
Who flew away with fearsome blows.

The farmer rode his tractor fast,
Planting seeds that he had cast,
The wind would blow and gently sway,
The cornfields green in every way.

But one night as the wind did blow,
The scarecrow moved to and fro,
And in the darkness it did scare,
Some little birds that nested there.

The farmer came with a smile so wide,
And told the birds not to hide,
For the scarecrow meant no harm,
And they were safe from any alarm.

So let the wind blow and the scarecrow stand,
As the farmer tends to his land,
And when the corn is ripe and sweet,
We'll have a harvest that can't be beat.

Reflections

1. Who was the main character in the story?
2. What was the scarecrow's job?
3. What did the farmer use to plant his crops?
4. What happened to the scarecrow when the wind blew?
5. Why did the little birds get scared of the scarecrow?
6. How did the farmer reassure the little birds that the scarecrow wouldn't harm them?
7. What do you think the farmer did with the corn after it was harvested?
8. What is the importance of a scarecrow in a farm?
9. How does the wind affect the growth of crops?
10. Have you ever seen a scarecrow in a field?