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  1. 41. Daisies

    • By Frank Dempster Sherman

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    Daisies by Frank Dempster Sherman (1860 -1916) is a whimsical poem that compares stars to little white daisies in the night sky. The speaker envisions the Moon as a lady who collects these celestial flowers, leaving none in the morning sky. It captures the enchantment of nature and dreams in a delightful and imaginative way.

    At evening when I go to bed
    I see the stars shine overhead;
    They are the little daisies white
    That dot the meadow of the Night.

    And often while I'm dreaming so,
    Across the sky the Moon will go;
    It is a lady, sweet and fair,
    Who comes to gather daisies there.

    For, when at morning I arise,
    There's not a star left in the skies;
    She's picked them all and dropped them down
    Into the meadows of the town.

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  3. 42. Bed In Summer

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    Most children have an early bedtime. In the winter it’s not a problem for them to fall asleep, because it gets dark early, but summer makes it difficult. With more daylight, children long to be able to play until the sun dips far below the horizon.

    In Winter I get up at night
    And dress by yellow candle light.
    In Summer, quite the other way,
    I have to go to bed by day.
    I have to go to bed and see
    The birds still hopping on the tree,
    Or hear the grown-up people's feet
    Still going past me in the street.
    And does it not seem hard to you,
    When all the sky is clear and blue,
    And I should like so much to play,
    To have to go to bed by day?

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  5. 43. Let Me Out Of The Class

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    Some students don’t enjoy being in school. They would like to be practically anywhere else. However, there are still some places that make the classroom not seem so bad. What is worse than being in school? Famous poet Kenn Nesbitt always knows how to make his readers laugh with his humorous children’s poetry.

    (sing to the tune of "Take Me Out to the Ball Game")

    Let me out of the classroom.
    Let me out of the school.
    I’m not so good at geography.
    I would rather be watching T.V.

    It’s still twenty minutes till recess.
    Lunch is hours away.
    Won’t you please, please, please get me out
    of the class today?

    Someone’s here with a note now.
    Teacher’s calling my name.
    He says my mother is right outside.
    I should go and she’ll give me a ride

    to my yearly dentist appointment.
    I forgot it’s today!
    Teacher please, please, please help me out.
    Won’t you let me stay?

    “Let Me Out of the Classroom” copyright © 2007 Kenn Nesbitt. All Rights Reserved. Published in Revenge of the Lunch Ladies. Reprinted by permission of the author. www.poetry4kids.com

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  6. 44. Nest Eggs

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    Birds flutter and quarrel in the laurel tent, where a brown nest cradles four blue eggs. We watch as the mother diligently keeps them warm, ensuring the safety of her tiny babies. Soon, the eggs will hatch, filling the April woods with joyful songs. The young birds will take flight, while we, older and wiser, continue our earthly journey. Though we may speak wisely, we must accept our limitations, walking while they soar high above in the beech tree's embrace. Stevenson's "Nest Eggs" captures the fleeting beauty of nature and reminds us of the cycles of life.

    Birds all the sunny day
        Flutter and quarrel
    Here in the arbour-like
        Tent of the laurel.

    Here in the fork
        The brown nest is seated;
    Four little blue eggs
        The mother keeps heated.

    While we stand watching her
        Staring like gabies,
    Safe in each egg are the
        Bird's little babies.

    Soon the frail eggs they shall
        Chip, and upspringing
    Make all the April woods
        Merry with singing.

    Younger than we are,
        O children, and frailer,
    Soon in blue air they'll be,
        Singer and sailor.

    We, so much older,
        Taller and stronger,
    We shall look down on the
        Birdies no longer.

    They shall go flying
        With musical speeches
    High over head in the
        Tops of the beeches.

    In spite of our wisdom
        And sensible talking,
    We on our feet must go
        Plodding and walking.

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  7. 45. What Is Pink?

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    This is a color poem that captures the beauty in the natural world. Color is all around us, from a rose and a poppy to the clouds and sky.

    What is pink? A rose is pink
    By the fountain's brink.
    What is red? A poppy's red
    In its barley bed.
    What is blue? The sky is blue
    Where the clouds float through.
    What is white? A swan is white
    Sailing in the light.
    What is yellow? Pears are yellow,
    Rich and ripe and mellow.
    What is green? The grass is green,
    With small flowers between.
    What is violet? Clouds are violet
    In the summer twilight.
    What is orange? Why, an orange,
    Just an orange!

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  8. 46. Rathers

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    Mary Austin was an American writer who lived from 1868-1934. Many of her writing pieces have a natural element, and she was strongly involved in movements to preserve Native American arts and culture. In this poem, Austin shares about animals she would choose to be if she didn't have to be herself, and she gives descriptions of them that are presented in a sing-song tone.

    I know very well what I'd rather be
    If I didn't always have to be me!
    I'd rather be an owl,
    A downy feathered owl,
    A wink-ity, blink-ity, yellow-eyed owl
    In a hole in a hollow tree.
    I'd take my dinner in chipmunk town,
    And wouldn't I gobble the field mice down,
    If I were a wink-ity, blink-ity owl,
    And didn't always have to be me!

    I know very well what I'd like to do
    If I didn't have to do what I do!
    I'd go and be a woodpecker,
    A rap-ity, tap-ity, red-headed woodpecker
    In the top of a tall old tree.
    And I'd never take a look
    At a lesson or a book,
    And I'd scold like a pirate on the sea,
    If I only had to do what I like to do,
    And didn't always have to be me!

    Or else I'd be an antelope,
    A pronghorned antelope,
    With lots of other antelope
    Skimming like a cloud on a wire-grass plian.
    A bounding, bouncing antelope,
    You'd never get me back to my desk again!

    Or I might be a puma,
    A singe-colored puma,
    A slinking, sly-foot puma
    As fierce as fierce could be!
    And I'd wait by the waterholes where antelope drink
    In the cool of the morning
    And I do
                  not
                        think
    That ever any antelope could get away from me.

    But if I were a hunter,
    A red Indian hunter -
    I'd like to be a hunter, -
    I'd have a bow made of juniper wood
    From a lightning-blasted tree,
    And I'd creep and I'd creep on that puma asleep
    A flint tipped arrow,
    An eagle feathered arrow,
    For a puma kills calves and a puma kills sheep,
    And he'd never eat any more antelope
    If he once met up with me!

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  9. 47. The Tree Outside

    • By Annette Wynne

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    In "The Tree Outside" by Annette Wynne, poetic techniques like personification bring the tree to life. The tree is described as standing "straight and tall" and never resting, creating an image of resilience. The tree's role in protecting the bird nests is highlighted through this personification, emphasizing its loving and caring nature. The poem beautifully captures the enduring strength and kindness of nature, forging a heartfelt connection between the reader and this steadfast tree.

    The tree outside stands straight and tall
    And never can lie down at all;
    For if it once should take a rest,
    I fear for each small swinging nest;
    And so untiredly it stands
    And holds up in its leafy hands
    The little nests; and soon and late
    I bless my good tree, tall and straight,
    I bless its kind strong loving arms,
    That hold the birds and nests from harms,
    It never does grow tired at all,
    I love you, Tree, straight, kind, and tall.

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  10. 48. Springy Sidewalk

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    What would happen if a different type of cement were to be used on sidewalks? In this amusing poem by former Children’s Poet Laureate Kenn Nesbitt, we find out the silliness that would be sure to ensue. Kenn Nesbitt’s poems have been used in hundreds of school textbooks around the world.

    The people outside on the sidewalk
    can’t seem to remain on the ground.
    They’re jumping and hopping and springing,
    and generally bouncing around.

    I’ve never seen anything like it.
    It’s such an unusual scene,
    as if they have springs in their sneakers,
    or bounce on a big trampoline.

    I think I know what may have happened
    that caused this chaotic event:
    Last week they replaced our old sidewalk
    with one made of rubber cement!

    “Springy Sidewalk” copyright © 2021 Kenn Nesbitt. All Rights Reserved. Published in The Aliens Have Landed at Our School. Reprinted by permission of the author. www.poetry4kids.com

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  11. 49. Won't You?

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    A Funny Valentine's day Poem for Kids By Shel Silverstein. Have you ever wished for a girl but she's already taken, or even worse, she's not taken but she hates you? Well, a message from this poem is, take comfort you're not the only one.

    Barbara's eyes are blue as azure,
    But she is in love with Freddy.
    Karen's sweet, but Harry has her.
    Gentle Jane is going steady.
    Carol hates me. So does May.
    Abigail will not be mine.
    Nancy lives too far away...
    Won't you be my Valentine?

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  12. 50. Theme In Yellow

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    Carl Sandburg was an American poet who lived from 1878-1967. This poem captures the beauty and fun of fall from the perspective of a pumpkin. Halloween can be a spooky holiday, but this poem brings attention to the harmless activity of searching for the right pumpkin with children and then carving a funny face on it for Halloween night.

    I spot the hills
    With yellow balls in autumn.
    I light the prairie cornfields
    Orange and tawny gold clusters
    And I am called pumpkins.
    On the last of October
    When dusk is fallen
    Children join hands
    And circle round me
    Singing ghost songs
    And love to the harvest moon;
    I am a jack-o’-lantern
    With terrible teeth
    And the children know
    I am fooling.

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  13. 51. The Oak And The Rose

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    In "The Oak and the Rose" by Shel Silverstein, the poet uses personification to portray the conversation between an oak tree and a rosebush. The oak tree and rosebush initially engage in casual conversations about the elements of nature. However, as the oak tree grows taller and starts experiencing grander things like eagles, mountain peaks, and the sky, the rosebush becomes resentful and accuses the oak tree of thinking highly of itself. The rosebush expresses frustration that the oak tree no longer engages in "flower talk" now that it has grown so tall. In response, the oak tree explains that it hasn't grown so much but that the rosebush has remained small in comparison. The poem's concise and playful language highlights the contrasting perspectives of the oak tree and the rosebush, showcasing themes of growth, perspective, and self-importance.

    An oak tree and a rosebush grew,
    Young and green together,
    Talking the talk of growing things-
    Wind and water and weather.
    And while the rosebush sweetly bloomed
    The oak tree grew so high
    That now it spoke of newer things-
    Eagles, mountain peaks and sky.
    'I guess you think you're pretty great,'
    The rose was heard to cry,
    Screaming as loud as it possibly could
    To the treetop in the sky.
    'And now you have no time for flower talk,
    Now that you've grown so tall.'
    'It's not so much that I've grown,' said the tree,
    'It's just that you've stayed so small.'

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  14. 52. My Bed Is A Boat

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    In Robert Louis Stevenson's "My Bed Is A Boat," the poet playfully compares his bed to a little boat. With the help of his nurse, he gets ready for bedtime, donning his sailor's coat. As he closes his eyes, he imagines sailing away, leaving behind the world behind. Sometimes, he takes items to bed, just as sailors would bring supplies. However, when morning comes, he finds himself back in his room, with his bed acting as a steadfast vessel beside the pier. Stevenson's poem captures the imagination and whimsy of bedtime adventures in a concise and delightful manner.

    My bed is like a little boat;
        Nurse helps me in when I embark;
    She girds me in my sailor's coat
        And starts me in the dark.

    At night, I go on board and say
        Good night to all my friends on shore;
    I shut my eyes and sail away
        And see and hear no more.

    And sometimes things to bed I take,
        As prudent sailors have to do;
    Perhaps a slice of wedding-cake,
        Perhaps a toy or two.

    All night across the dark we steer;
        But when the day returns at last,
    Safe in my room, beside the pier,
        I find my vessel fast.

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  15. 53. If I Were King

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    “If I Were King” is about a child dreaming of all the things he would do if he were the king. He would run the world differently than other kings by focusing on enjoyment. A.A. Milne started his writing career by writing funny articles for various magazines.

    I often wish I were a King,
    And then I could do anything.

    If only I were King of Spain,
    I'd take my hat off in the rain.

    If only I were King of France,
    I wouldn't brush my hair for aunts.

    I think, if I were King of Greece,
    I'd push things off the mantelpiece.

    If I were King of Norroway,
    I'd ask an elephant to stay.

    If I were King of Babylon,
    I'd leave my button gloves undone.

    If I were King of Timbuctoo,
    I'd think of lovely things to do.

    If I were King of anything,
    I'd tell the soldiers, "I'm the King!"

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  16. 54. Fierce Adventures

    • By Annette Wynne

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    "Fierce Adventures" by Annette Wynne is a delightful poem that captures the imaginative world of a young boy and girl as they embark on daring escapades in their play. Through vivid imagery and playful language, the poet portrays a castle, pirate boat, and robbers, highlighting the excitement and creativity of childhood. The poem celebrates the joy of make-believe and the magic of turning ordinary objects into extraordinary elements of thrilling quests.

    Between the bookcase and the wall
    'Is raised a castle, gray and tall,
    The desk top is a wooden moat,
    The rocking chair's a pirate boat,—
    My little boy, turned six to-day,
    Has fierce adventures in his play.

    My little maid goes venturing, too,
    O bold grim robbers—what a crew!
    She helps to take the gold—but then
    She hurries back to home again
    For she must set the things for tea
    With beautiful house-wifery.

    The table's set upon the floor,
        The pirate marches in,
    And eats and eats and asks for more
        With true piratic din.

    O ye who never knew the life
    Of dragon-hunting, golden strife
    Of pirates on a windy sea
    Returning meekly home for tea;
    Who never heard the black knight's call—
    I fear ye have not lived at all!

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  17. 55. Elaine The Complainer

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    Have you ever known someone who complains a lot? It’s not enjoyable to be around them. This poem teaches children (and all of us) a lesson about what happens when we complain about every little thing. Famous poet Kenn Nesbitt uses humor to write poems for children, but poems like this one are also filled with important life lessons.

    My name is Elaine
    and I like to complain.
    Complaining is all that I do.
    I moan when it’s hot
    and I groan when it’s not.
    I whine when the sky is too blue.

    I fuss that the food
    on my plate must be chewed.
    I whimper whenever I clean.
    I frequently fret
    if my bath gets me wet.
    I gripe if the grass is too green.

    I act like my brain
    is in terrible pain
    when people are being polite.
    But then, if they’re rude,
    it will ruin my mood;
    I’ll grumble and mumble all night.

    But though I delight
    in complaining all night,
    there’s one thing I simply can’t see.
    I don’t understand
    (since I’m clearly so grand)
    why people complain about me.


    “Elaine the Complainer” copyright © 2021 Kenn Nesbitt. All Rights Reserved. Reprinted by permission of the author. www.poetry4kids.com

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  18. 56. The Sugar-Plum Tree

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    “The Sugar-Plum Tree” is a perfect “bedtime story” for children about sweet treats that make up an imaginary town. Eugene Field (1850-1895) wrote “Funny Fancies,” a humorous column for the St. Louis Journal. He also became known as the “Poet of Childhood” because of his children’s poetry.

    Have you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree?
    'Tis a marvel of great renown!
    It blooms on the shore of the Lollypop sea
    In the garden of Shut-Eye Town;
    The fruit that it bears is so wondrously sweet
    (As those who have tasted it say)
    That good little children have only to eat
    Of that fruit to be happy next day.

    When you've got to the tree, you would have a hard time
    To capture the fruit which I sing;
    The tree is so tall that no person could climb
    To the boughs where the sugar-plums swing!
    But up in that tree sits a chocolate cat,
    And a gingerbread dog prowls below -
    And this is the way you contrive to get at
    Those sugar-plums tempting you so:

    You say but the word to that gingerbread dog
    And he barks with such terrible zest
    That the chocolate cat is at once all agog,
    As her swelling proportions attest.
    And the chocolate cat goes cavorting around
    From this leafy limb unto that,
    And the sugar-plums tumble, of course, to the ground -
    Hurrah for that chocolate cat!

    There are marshmallows, gumdrops, and peppermint canes,
    With stripings of scarlet or gold,
    And you carry away of the treasure that rains,
    As much as your apron can hold!
    So come, little child, cuddle closer to me
    In your dainty white nightcap and gown,
    And I'll rock you away to that Sugar-Plum Tree
    In the garden of Shut-Eye Town.

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  19. 57. I'd Love To Be A Fairy's Child

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    Robert Graves was an English poet who lived from 1895-1985. He became known as a war poet, and he published three books of poetry while on active duty during World War I. This poem was published the same year the war ended, and it can be felt that Robert Graves was writing about his desire for children to face an easier life, one that’s not filled with so much pain, suffering, and unmet needs.

    Children born of fairy stock
    Never need for shirt or frock,
    Never want for food or fire,
    Always get their heart's desire:
    Jingle pockets full of gold,
    Marry when they're seven years old.
    Every fairy child may keep
    Two strong ponies and ten sheep;
    All have houses, each his own,
    Built of brick or granite stone;
    They live on cherries, they run wild--
    I'd love to be a Fairy's child.

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    Very nice poem. It deals with the aspirations of children. Childhood is the stage of innocence, and the present poem describes the same. It's lyrical, rhythmic and rhymed.

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  20. 58. Maggie And Milly And Molly And May

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    Just like other poems by E.E. Cummings (1894-1962), standard punctuation and capitalization rules are not followed in this poem. While at the surface, this can be a lighthearted poem about four children playing on the beach, there is a much deeper meaning about who we are as people. Just like the girls in this poem, when we step out into nature, we are bound to find new things and learn new things about ourselves. This poem is lyrical, and the alliteration of each girl’s name beginning with “m” adds to the rhythm.

    maggie and milly and molly and may
    went down to the beach(to play one day)

    and maggie discovered a shell that sang
    so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles,and

    milly befriended a stranded star
    whose rays five languid fingers were;

    and molly was chased by a horrible thing
    which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and

    may came home with a smooth round stone
    as small as a world and as large as alone.

    For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
    it’s always ourselves we find in the sea

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  21. 59. A Riddle

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    Children enjoy the playful nature of words. They like to figure out riddles and laugh at jokes. Are you able to use the clues in this poem to figure out the riddle?

    There is one that has a head without an eye,
    And there's one that has an eye without a head.
    You may find the answer if you try;
    And when all is said,
    Half the answer hangs upon a thread.

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    Pins and needles Try this: The beginning of eternity, The end of time and space, The beginning of every end, And the end of every place. -The Guess Book (c. 1820)

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  22. 60. Allie

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    Robert Graves lived from 1895-1985, and he fought in the First World War. His name is engraved on a stone at Westminster Abbey as a commemoration of being a Great War poet. In this poem, Allie is asked to call in the animals and children, all of which come running as she calls and sings.

    Allie, call the birds in,
      The birds from the sky.
    Allie calls, Allie sings,
      Down they all fly.
    First there came
    Two white doves
      Then a sparrow from his nest,
    Then a clucking bantam hen,
      Then a robin red-breast.

    Allie, call the beasts in,
      The beasts, every one.
    Allie calls, Allie sings,
      In they all run.
    First there came
    Two black lambs,
      Then a grunting Berkshire sow,
    Then a dog without a tail,
      Then a red and white cow.

    Allie, call the fish up,
      The fish from the stream.
    Allie calls, Allie sings,
      Up they all swim.
    First there came
    Two gold fish,
      A minnow and a miller's thumb,
    Then a pair of loving trout,
      Then the twisted eels come.

    Allie, call the children,
      Children from the green.
    Allie calls, Allie sings,
      Soon they run in.
    First there came
    Tom and Madge,
      Kate and I who'll not forget
    How we played by the water's edge
      Till the April sun set.

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    I met Sr. Graves in Deya de Mallorca in 1973. Having visited his home and met his family, he was kind to return the favor by singing this song among others that are of the repertoire of folk...

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