21. Spring Is Here
Spring is here.
It's time to cheer
And observe God's tender grace
With flowers blooming to and fro
Spring is here.
It's time to cheer
And observe God's tender grace
With flowers blooming to and fro
Great to read such a positive poem in the current dark times of Coronavirus. Thank goodness for the optimism of youth. Goof job Maddy.
I want to catch a poem,
But I’m not sure how.
I wish I knew when and where,
I could catch a poem right now.
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An elephant came for a sleepover
And jumped into my bed
I never saw him coming ‘til
He landed on my head
I love this poem because this is what I am going through with my brother.
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From breakfast on through all the day
At home among my friends I stay,
But every night I go abroad
Afar into the land of Nod.

It's a simple yet great poem. We cannot ignore the importance of sleeping and dreaming. Dream big and try hard to achieve it.
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O bird that darts now low, now high,
You know the streets across the sky;
You know where leafy lanes lie deep
And quiet nooks to go to sleep;

My brother can eat.
Hide your fruits,
Hide your snacks,
Hide all your treats.
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Faster than fairies, faster than witches,
Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches;
And charging along like troops in a battle
All through the meadows the horses and cattle:

Mrs. Blossom was a witch,
we're pretty sure of that,
though she didn't have a broomstick,
wear a cloak, or pointed hat.
Tiny Chihuahua,
Humongous Great Dane.
The difference between them
Is really quite plain.
If clouds were made of candyfloss.
If honey filled the seven seas.
If sand was made of sherbet.
If cupcakes grew on every tree.
How lovely to read a poem which brought a smile to my face. Thank you. Best wishes, Ann.
Christmas is a loving hug
Or roasting chestnuts on the rug.
Christmas is one's first snow
And wrapping presents up with bows.
I was honored to know this author's father when he was first born and celebrated many Christmases with him and his Mom and Dad. This poem made me remember the wonderful Christmases we had. I...
My mom said, "Eat all your soup,
every piece of chicken and every noodle."
But there's a cow in my soup.
Yellow is beautiful
And kind.
Yellow tastes sour down my throat.
It feels like the warmth of the sky.
The world is spinning
round and round
while snowflakes are falling,
bound for the ground.

How doth the little spider be,
A Master of Geometry?
Oh tell me, tell me, if you know,
Where did she learn to weave quite so?
One rainy day on my way home from school,
I found a big worm and thought it was cool.
I picked up the worm with my bare hand,

Great poem. My daughter also likes worms. When she was younger she would play happily in the muck collecting worms for hours.
My closet is booming, something's not right.
The moon is looming, shining real bright.
Shadows dance across the bedroom floor,
Slowly creeping towards my closet door.
I wear it everywhere I go,
In the sun or in the snow.
It changes colors every day.
I took a walk in the city today
to try to pass the time away.
Saw lots of people walking too.
Stepped right in a pile of doggy doo.
Nice poem, very inspiring for kids. Thanks.
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