little Everest

Nathan and the boys were outside playing over the weekend, when our neighbor Eric biked by. He stopped and asked Nathan if he could write a poem about Everest. (Eric is our neighbor who lives near the ravine we cleaned up in the Spring- A Small thank you for our Mother Earth ). 

Eric stopped by a few hours later and gave us the poem he wrote. He is hoping to write a book of poems about children who inspire him. Everest was very proud of himself and we are too. He continues to pick up trash when we go for walks, and I am sure we will clean the ravine again soon.

I wanted to share Eric's poem with you.

 little Everest

They call the mountain Everest

And that is where he got his name

He could not have been three feet tall

But that just did not mean a thing

When Everest saw a problem

Such as a litter filled ravine

He would go and get his parents

And then make sure that it was clean

He would separate the little

And recycle what he could

Did not do it for the glory

But because he knew that he should

He may be a little boy right now

But he will keep doing what he can

And someday little Everest

Will be a mountain of a man