Category Archives: Poetry for Children

Dandelions grow for fun; They just love to pop. Now late spring days are on the run They never seem to stop. Pop, pop, pop pop pop! Wee suns in skies of green— And we the planets veering round, Drawn … Continue reading →

Up! butterfly, up! butterfly; Down! dragonfly, down! Bees zooming everywhere, Nuzzling the flowers there, Business as usual, Guzzlingly beautiful, Zeroed on musical “Buzz!” full! Heavy with pay again, Vooming away again! Mumbling and rumbling, And heading back home, Over the … Continue reading →

(Here is a poem for the very very young) Swing a little, Sway a little, Swing a little way; Aren’t we so glad to be swinging today? Talk a bit, Laugh a bit, Talk a bit more; Or be like … Continue reading →

The wind calls, The rain falls, The sorm is coming nearer. Black clouds crack, “Crack! Crack! Crack! Throwing their jagged spears.

A blue-eyed boy with yellow hair Is in my mind to stay; He’s running, shouting, everywhere, And making bright my day. He often goes on shopping sprees And buys up all in sight: Grapes, bananas, cookies, cheese, In imagination’s light. … Continue reading →

Brian the Lion Was sighin’ and cryin’, Brian the Lion Was sad; He chewed up a shoe With a toe sticking through And it tickled his tummy Like mad! Brian the Lion Was moaning and groaning, Brian the Lion Was … Continue reading →

Will you go Hugo a-marching with me? Will you go Hugo way down to the sea? Over the hills we’ll go into the sun (Shining on flowers and kissing each one). Into the wind we’ll go singing so fair, Skipping … Continue reading →

Square block on block Stands tall, won’t fall; Round ball on ball Won’t stand at all. Round ball rolls, Or bounces by, Or up into my cup so high. Square block stops, And stops, And stops. The ball was rolling … Continue reading →

I am the brother of her And she is the sister of me; Whenever we confer We talk slowly. We talk so-o s-slow Words b-arely g-o. We can-not e-ven hear them s-t-o . And yet we do concur That she … Continue reading →

To Alaska? I do ask ya, To Alaska do you go? I will pass you in Alaska If you haven’t shoes for snow. I will pass you, say “Alas! you Will never make it through.” Better ask you in Alaska … Continue reading →

The kitty is pretty and soft; He’s sitting and licking his paws. And now, without making a sound, He’s walking around and around. He jumps like fluff on the chair, And now he is walking up there; Circling around and … Continue reading →

One knock-knock, Two knock-knock, Three knock-knock, Four; Who’s knock knock knocking At my castle door? One step-step, Two step-step, Three step-step, Four; Who’s step step stepping On my castle floor? One good night, Two good nights, Three good nights, Four; … Continue reading →

Woof, woof, puppydog, Have you any fleas? “Yes, Sir, yes, Sir, As many as you please. One for the black cat, And one for the white, And one for the bully-dog To itch all night!

Cat on a fence Sat on a fence Purring soft and low; Rat in the bush Sat in the bush And didn’t know where to go. The stars came out, The moon came out, And the rat came out with … Continue reading →

Zip! goes the fly; Zoom! goes the bee; Up and down the butterfly, You can’t catch me!

It’s so fun to be running Up a hill, down a hill, Over and through, When a dog or a friend is Going and coming And running with you Up a hill, down a hill, Over and through!

Slush! Slosh! marching in the goo; Put on your boots and I’ll march with you. Squish, squash, making funny noise; Mud was made for us girls and boys. Slush! Slosh! marching in the goo; Do do do do do-dee, do … Continue reading →

Jack the egg Jumped into the pan And sat on the leg Of the bacon man. Then old Mister Fork With his four little fingers Scrambled together In fiery weather Jack the egg And the bacon man On the iron … Continue reading →

We are happy to be happy, For we do the best we can; We are rolling through the prairies Bringing loads of goods to man. He is hungry, he is thirsty, He would like a roof above; He wants apples, … Continue reading →

Exploring is the thing I sing; Exploring is my favorite thing; And I would rather die than say, “Exploring I’ll not go today.” Skate down a street that’s curving new, Glide up a hill to get a view; A park … Continue reading →

The red fire-engine went speeding by, Blowing his horn clear up to the sky, And searching for smoke with a wary eye, To save the people and save the town, And keep all the buildings from burning down. The red … Continue reading →