Children Poems

I had little nut-tree,

And nothing would it bear,
But silver apple.
And a golden pear.
The king of spines daughter
Come to visit me.
All for the sake of
My little nut-tree.

Raise your hands above your head,

Clap them one, two, three,
Rest them now upon your hips,
Slowly bend your knees.
Up again and stand up tall,
Put your right foot out;
Shake your fingers.
Nod your head
And twist yourself about.

Listen to the big clock

Tick tock, tick tock
Look at its hands move
Round and round
Listen to its bell chime
Ding dong, ding dong.

Eight pink fingers standing up tall,

Two little ears to head mummy call;
One little nose that I can blow,
Ten pink toes all in a row.
Two little thumbs that wiggle up and down;
Two little feet to stamp on the ground;
Hands to clap and eyes to see,
What fun it is to be just me!

Frogs jump, Caterpillars hump

Worms wiggle, Bugs jiggle
Rabbits jop, Horses clop
Snakes slide, Seagulls glide
Mice creep, Deer leap
Puppies bounce, Kittens pounce
Lions stalk, But I walk

One for the money,

And two for the show,
Three to make ready,
And four to go.

An Alphabet
~Edward Lear
A
A was once an apple pie,
Pidy
Widy
Tidy
Pidy
Nice insidy
Apple Pie!

B
B was once a little bear,
Beary!
Wary!
Hairy!
Beary!
Taky cary!
Little Bear!
C
C was once a little cake,
Caky
Baky
Maky
Caky
Taky Caky,
Little Cake!
D
D was once a little doll,
Dolly
Molly
Polly
Nolly
Nursy Dolly
Little Doll!

E
E was once a little eel,
Eely,
Weely
Peely
Eely
Twirly, Tweedy
Little Eel!
F
F was once a little fish,
Fishy
Wishy
Squishy
Fishy
In a Dishy
Little Fish!
G
G was once a little goose,
Goosy
Moosy
Boosy
Goosey
Waddly-woosy
Little Goose!

H
H was once a little hen,
Henny
Chenny
Tenny
Henny
Eggsy-any
Little Hen?
I
I was once a bottle of ink,
Inky
Dinky
Thinky
Inky
Black Minky
Bottle of Ink!
J
J was once a jar of jam,
Jammy
Mammy
Clammy
Jammy
Sweety-Swammy
Jar of Jam!

K
K was once a little kite,
Kity
Whity
Flighty
Kity
Out of sightyLittle Kite!
L
L was once a little lark,
Larky!
Marky!
Harky!
Larky!
In the Parky,
Little Lark!
M
M was once a little mouse,
Mousey
Bousey
Sousy
Mousy
In the Housy
Little Mouse!
N
N was once a little needle,
Needly
Tweedly
Threedly
Needly

Wisky-wheedly
Little Needle!
O
O was once a little owl,
Owly
Prowly
Howly
Owly
Browny fowly
Little Owl!
P
P was once a little pump,
Pumpy
Slumpy
Flumpy
Pumpy
Dumpy, Thumpy
Little Pump!
Q
Q was once a little quail,
Quaily
Faily
Daily
Quaily
Stumpy-taily
Little Quail!

R
R was once a little rose,
Rosy
Posy
Nosy
Rosy
Bows-y - grows-y
Little Rose!
S
S was once a little shrimp,
Shrimpy
Nimpy
Flimpy
Shrimpy
Jumpy-jimpy
Little Shrimp!
T
T was once a little thrush,
Thrushy!
Hushy!
Bushy!
Thrushy!
Flitty-Flushy
Little Thrush!
U
U was once a little urn,
Urny
Burny
Turny
Urny

Bubbly-burny
Little Urn!
V
V was once a little vine,
Viny
Winy
Twiny
Viny
Twisty-twiny
Little Vine!
W
W was once a whale,
Whaly
Scaly
Shaly
Whaly
Tumbly-taily
Mighty Whale!
X
X was once a great king Xerxes,
Xerxy
Perxy
Turxy
Xerxy
Linxy Lurxy
Great King Xerxes!

Y
Y was once a little yew,
Yewdy
Fewdy
Crudy
Yewdy
Growdy, grewdy,
Little Yew!
Z
Z was once a piece of zinc,
Tinky
Winky
Blinky
Tinky
Tinkly Minky
Piece of Zinc!

All Things Bright and Beautiful

~Cecil Frances Alexander
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors,
He made their tiny wings.
The purple-headed mountain,
The river running by,
The sunset, and the morning,
That brightens up the sky;
The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one.
He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell,
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.

At the Seaside
~Robert Louis Stevenson
When I was down beside the sea
A wooden spade they gave to me
To dig the sandy shore.
My holes were empty like a cup,
In every hole the sea came up,
Till it could come no more.

Little Things
~Julia A. Carney
Little drops of water,
Little drains of sand,
Make the mighty ocean
And the beauteous land.
And the little moments,
Humble though they be,
Make the mighty ages
Of eternity.
So our little errors
Lead the soul away,
From the paths of virtue
Into sin to stray.
Little deeds of kindness,
Little words of love,
Make our earth an Eden,
Like the heaven above.

A Morning Hymn
~Christopher Smart
O Thou, who lately closed my eyes,
And calmed my soul to rest,
Now the dull blank of darkness flies,
Be thanked, be praised, and blest!
And as thou saved me in the night,
From anguish and dismay,
Lead through the labours of the light,
And dangers of the day.
Through from Thy laws I daily swerve,
Yet still Thy mercy grant;
Shield me from all that I deserve,
And grant me all I want.
However she's tempted to descend,
Keep reason on her throne;
From all men's passions me defend,
But chiefly from my own.

Buttercups and Daisies

~Mary Howitt
Buttercups and daisiesOh the pretty flowers,
Coming ere the springtime
To tell of sunny hours.
While the trees are leafless,
While the fields are bare,
Buttercups and daisies
Spring up here and there.
Ere the snowdrop peepeth,
Ere the croscus bold,
Ere the early primrose
Opes its paly gold,
Somewhere on a sunny bank
Buttercups are bright;
Somewhere 'mong the frozen grass
Peeps the daisy white.
Little hardy flowers
Like to children poor,
Playing in their sturdy health
By their mother's door:
Purple with the north wind,
Yet alert and bold;
Fearing not and caring not,
Though they be a-cold.
What to them is weather!
What are stormy showers!
Buttercups and daisies
Are these human flowers!

He who gave them hardship

And a life of care,
Gave them likewise hardy strength,
And patient hearts, to bear.
Welcome yellow buttercups,
Welcome daisies white,
Ye are in my spirit
Visioned, a delight!
Coming ere the springtime
Of sunny hours to tellSpeaking to our hearts of Him
Who doeth all things well.

Good Night and Good Morning

~Richard Monckton Milnes, Lord Houghton
A fair little girl sat under a tree,
Sewing as long as her eyes could see;
Then smoothed her work, and folded it right,
And said, "Dear work, good night! good night!"
Such a number of rooks came over her head,
Crying, "Caw! Caw!" on their way to bed;
She said, as she watched their curious flight,
"Little black things, good night! good night!"
The horses neighed, and the oxen lowed,
The sheep's "Bleat! bleat!" came over the road;
All seeming to say, with a quiet delight,
"Good little girl, good night! good night!"
She did not say to the sun, "Good night!"
Though she saw him there like a ball of light,
For she knew he had God's time to keep
All over the world, and never could sleep.
The tall pink foxglove bowed his head,
The violets curtsied and went to bed;
And good little Lucy tied up her hair,
And said on her knees her favourite prayer.
And while on her pillow she softly lay,
She knew nothing more till again it was day;
And all things said to the beautiful sun,
"Good morning! good morning! our work is begun!

The Rainbow
~Christina Rossetti
Boats sail on the rivers,
And ships sail on the seas;
But clouds that sail across the sky
Are prettier than these.
There are bridges on the rivers,
As pretty as you please;
But the bow that bridges heaven,
And overtops the trees,
And builds a road from earth to sky,
Is prettier far than these.