I wrote this while bored in High-School I think it was in 9th Grade:
The Banquet
“She’s Coming, she’s coming!” the winds frosty song set the young trees and saplings dancing with delight, even old and weathered oak and pine smile in anticipation of what was to come. Maple and her friends quickly change into their favorite colors eagerly awaiting her arrival. Everywhere squirrels and chipmunks stop playing to hear the news, then with a chirp they’re off to gather fruits & nuts for the feast, chattering all the while “hurry she’s coming… she’s almost here!”
The Bucks and their Fawn change their dark cloaks for their light thick fur, while the robin tries to find the right shade of red for this gallant affair. Raccoons sort through their masks trying on each one till they find the one they haven’t worn in a long time. Mrs. Rabbit outfits her family with their new cotton tail-warmers she has just finished sewing. While the bear lays out his bed in his cave laying extra thickness to the spots that he suffered the cramps and pains last year. In their nest the thrush reminds his family that this year they were leaving the second the feast was over in order to beat the traffic, then flies off to get directions from the geese (Orlando for his family and Boca for his mother.)
In the great hall the bees buzzed in and out carrying honey for the feast. The termites are repairing the furniture that got damaged in the last years bash. For entertainment the ducks were preparing a comedy routine sure to quack everyone up. The cats and dogs were in charge of the games and assured everyone that there was fun in store for all ages. The spiders hung the decorations created by the ladybug (this year it was to be a collage of all the decorations for the last 5 and 1/2 thousand years.). In the kitchen the foxes and the badgers were cooking up a storm but the busiest of all the creatures was the ants. They were the little men behind the scene making sure it all ran smoothly.
At last the time for the banquet has arrived, and the guest stream in. Immediately the fireflies set the mood with a low glow and with their dancing created flashing disco ball lights. The music was handled by the crickets with the aviary choir singing beautifully and the wind doing harmony. The food was scrumptious, the entertainment hilarious, and during the dancing the guests could just not stay in their seats.
When the night was over and the banquet ended everyone was light hearted and in good cheer. Even when the time came to say goodbye to their friends the somber moment was overcome with the memory of last nights party, and as they prepare to leave for their destinations, whether it was to their dens to slumber or for their long journey southward, they wished their friends good luck and promised that “the fall banquet was nice but I just can’t wait for the spring dance.”
