Rooted in Learning: Trees of Knowledge & Reading Worms!

A teacher's bias in me, perhaps, taps these keys in my stead when this poem says that learning is the fertile soil in which the greatest fruits grow on knowledge trees. They keep us bookworms fed, truely, and the soil keeps us warm. See the smile in my left-to-right driving eyes as I plow through leaves of grass, as my wormy friend tunnels through educational apples—delectable...call reading a sciencep, call learning, call teaching an art—even call your mother to tell her what you just read, but do it quietly—SHUSH! We're readi-ng our books!