1. The Day We Went Sledding
We awakened to the whitest light
Seeping through the blinds.
We leapt from bed and to the windows
To take a probing peek outside.
Children don’t need fancy toys or technology. They naturally yearn to explore the outdoors. Hours could be spent playing in mud, watching clouds float by, or observing animals. They see the simple beauty in nature. They love all things, from slimy animals to the beauty of seasons and the mountains. Children are curious to explore the natural elements around them.
We awakened to the whitest light
Seeping through the blinds.
We leapt from bed and to the windows
To take a probing peek outside.
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Cheeky Beak's a robin,
He lives beside my house.
He's redder than a berry,
And rounder than a mouse.
Such a fun loving poem. This poem painted your chirping friend beautifully.
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The Wind is such a strange and amazing being –
It has no legs, yet it travels far and wide.
It soars up to the clouds, climbs mountain peaks,
Swirls across sandy deserts and sweeps over the sea side.
When I’m caught out and angry, and tears start to flow,
I pack up my rucksack and quickly I go
To the huge, towering oak tree, in the field by the woods,
Where nobody says that I shouldn’t or should.
There’s sunrise in the garden,
There’s sunrise in the hall,
There’s sunrise in the kitchen
Chasing shadows from the wall,
Love this poem and children will too, it's delightful poetry that one can sing along to.
There's magic in every snowflake,
A gem of frozen light;
And who should better know than I,
A little winter sprite?
Thank you, Trish. So glad you like my poem and grateful for your comment :-)
Snow is falling, as quiet as a mouse;
On people and on dogs, and on our house.
A fluffy blanket now covers the street -
The cars are white, and that is neat.
I love this poem! It brings back so many memories of my childhood and my two sons growing up and the snow days off of school. They would be peeking out the window most of the night, wishing &...
I imagined, though ever so brief, that I was a leaf;
And the wind blew me off my tree.
I was excited - even delighted,
Because of the wonderful sights I would see.
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The sunshine has a pleasant way
Of shining on us all the day,
It makes the little window bright,
And fills the room with pretty light.
Beautiful fresh purple flowers on a hill
Slowly moving water mill
Clumps of wet frost on the ground
Life is all around
The sun is shining,
The sky is blue,
The birds are flying,
And the breeze is so cool.
I really like it about future generations and thinking ahead.
The grass is green across the hill,
But yellow blooms the daffodil.
It's sunshine on a little stalk,
A friendly flower, I bet they talk...
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I love these days when autumn leaves
Are falling everywhere around,
And I can tread among the sheaves,
And hear the crispy, crunchy sound.
Here it comes,
Ready or not.
Summer's coming,
And it's going to be hot!
Awesome poem, Suhaani. I love the way you wrote about summer.
Come to the beach
Where the ocean is blue
And the little smooth waves
come running at you
You hear voices of nature in a rooster's call
As if saying, "Hey, wake up all."
You hear voices of nature in buzzing of bees
This is a wonderful world, and it's true.
It's for us, the trees, and animals, too.
Mother Earth provides us with what we need,
I'm a stunning display of black and white,
Contrasting stripes to captivate sight.
My mane stands up straight and proud.
Awake, little crocus, spring is nigh!
Let me kiss the slumber from your eye.
Come! Dance with me upon the lawn,
The night is o'er, embrace the dawn!
A beautiful poem for spring. Love the idea of the crocus fairy dancing on the lawn and in her element embracing the dawn.
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Winter is the king of showmen,
Turning tree stumps into snow men
And houses into birthday cakes
And spreading sugar over lakes.