Colorful sentinels of sustainability, they gulp down paper, plastic, and glass, transforming yesterday’s trash into tomorrow’s treasure.

I'm soft and light, drifting so high, changing shapes as the wind passes by.

I am invisible, yet I make leaves dance. I can be gentle or strong enough to destroy. You feel me, but never see me. What am I?

I huffed and I puffed at a house made of straw, ate the piggy and made quite a show. Then I went to a house made of sticks... the second piggy was a quick fix. So then I went to a house made of brick, but found that this piggy was clever and quick. I climbed down the chimney but before I knew, I landed in a pot and became feline stew.

Wrapping the waking world in this thick shroud, This time signals a moment of rest with sounds not quite so loud And isn't time so kind? To leave you with twinkling lights And the moon- oh! So bright! To keep you company as we enter...?