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Poems on SPRING for Kids
The First Red-Bird
by Evaleen Stein
I heard a song at daybreak,
So honey-sweet and clear,
The essence of all joyous things
Seemed mingling in its cheer.
The frosty world about me
I searched with eager gaze,
But all was slumber-bound and wrapped
In violet-tinted haze.
Then suddenly a sunbeam
Shot slanting o’er the hill,
And once again from out the sky
I heard that honied trill.
And there upon a poplar,
Poised at its topmost height,
I saw a little singer clad
In scarlet plumage bright.
The poplar branches quivered,
By dawn winds lightly blown,
And like a breeze-swept poppy-flower
The red-bird rocked and shone.
The blue sky, and his feathers
Flashed o’er by golden light,
Oh, all my heart with rapture thrilled,
It was so sweet a sight!
Spring
Wondrously February withdraws to
warm March with a golden glow
from Spring’s shining sun sent
down to lead the way
for April’s soothing showers
soon to bring fragrant flowers
and dance on May’s blossoming bounty.
The sunshine gleams so bright and warm,
The sky is blue and clear.
I run outdoors without a coat,
And spring is almost here.
Then before I know it,
Small clouds have blown together,
Till the sun just can’t get through them,
And again, it’s mitten weather.
Poetry about spring
Hello Spring
(to the tune of “Goodnight Ladies”)
Hello spring,
Hello spring,
Hello spring,
We hope you’re here to stay.
replace the word “spring” with other spring words
eg: green grass, robins, rainbow, flowers, butterflies, etc.
Spring
(to the tune of “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star”)
Spring, spring is coming soon,
Grass is green and flowers bloom,
Birds returning from the south,
Bees are buzzing all about,
Leaves are buddign everywhere,
Spring, spring is finally here!
March
March is an in between month,
When wintry winds are high.
But milder days remind us all,
Spring’s coming by and by.
March Wind
March wind is a jolly fellow;
He likes to joke and play.
He turns umbrellas inside out
And blows men’s hats away.
He calls the pussy willows
And whispers in each ear,
“Wake up you lazy little seeds,
Don’t you know that spring is here.
Winds Of March
Winds of March, we welcome you,
There is work for you to do.
Work and play and blow all day,
Blow the winter cold away.
March Wind
The wind is pushing
Against the trees,
He’ll take off your hat
Without asking you “please”,
He rattles the windows
And puffs at a cloud,
Then scoots down the chimney
And laughs aloud.
March
Never mind March, we know
You’re not really mad
Or angry or bad.
You’re only blowing the winter away
To get the world ready
For April and May.
Spring is Emerging
by Samantha Saunders
I look around
and what do I see
spring is coming,
setting nature free,
because the trees are changing
the leaves are emerging
the animals are playing and
the skies are now blue.
The flowers are smiling
the bushes are green
the birds in the sky
in flocks are now seen.
The berries are orange
the blossom is cream
the world has unfurled
to reveal a dream
of new life and hope
of the coming heat
the smells on the air
are alluringly sweat.
Once Again
by Cheryl Sandberg
A change has crept upon the land
the warming touch of nature’s hand,
the bleakness slowly ebbs away
and spring time lengthens out the day.
While early flower heads emerge
and green and blossom white diverge,
the hedgerows slowly come alive
and woodlands once again soon thrive.
The skies now team with insect life
their hazy clouds becoming rife,
and as the days grow warmer still
the thought of summer breeds goodwill.
Making Kites
Spring Poems
The winds of March begin to blow,
And it is time for kites, you know.
Here’s the way I make my kite,
Watch and help me do it right.
I cross two sticks so thin and long,
Tied together good and strong.
A string I fasten to each end,
And across the middle to make it bend.
I measure and cut the paper straight,
And glue along the edge and wait.
A ball of string to hold my kite,
When it sails almost out of sight.
And here’s my kite all ready to go,
Please March wind begin to blow!
Spring
I love spring
Spring is new
It’s new blades of grass
It’s rain on a lass
It’s violets and rain
It’s a wood-scented lane
It’s a new bird song
It’s days growing long
It’s a tree in bud and puddles of mud
It’s birds in a tree and buzz from a bee
It’s kites in the sky
It’s spring. That’s why
I love spring.
~ Author Unknown ~
April
April is a rainbow month,
Of sudden springtime showers.
Bright with golden daffodils
and lots of pretty flowers.
April
The roofs are shining from the rain,
The sparrows twitter as they fly,
And with a windy April grace
The little clouds go by.
Yet the backyards are bare and brown
With only one unchanging tree–
I could not be so sure of Spring
Save that it sings in me.
by Sara Teasdale
May
May’s a month of happy sounds,
The hum of buzzing bees,
The chirp of little baby birds
And the song of a gentle breeze.
The grass is green.
Flower blossoms I have seen.
The days are warm.
By evening it cools.
It’s time to find the garden tools.
Springtime
(to the tune of “The Muffin Man”)
Springtime is garden time,
Garden time, garden time,
Get your spades and come outdoors,
Springtime is here!
Springtime is planting time,
Planting time, planting time,
Get your seeds and come outdoors,
Springtime is here!
Springtime is jumping time,
Jumping time, jumping time,
Get your ropes and come outdoors,
Springtime is here!
Springtime is singing time,
Singing time, singing time,
Children sing a happy song,
Springtime is here!
Surprise
Close your eyes
And do not peek
And I’ll rub “spring”
Across your cheek.
Soft as velvet
Smooth and sleek
Close your eyes
And do not peek.
My Spring Garden
Here is my little garden,
Some seeds I’m
Going to sow.
Here is my rake
To rake the ground,
Here is my handy hoe.
Here is the big
Round yellow sun,
The sun warms everything.
Here are the rain clouds
In the sky,
The birds will start to sing.
Little plants will
Wake up soon,
And lift their sleepy heads.
Little plants will
Grow and grow
From their warm earth beds.
Spring Morning
This is the way the bunny hops, bunny hops, bunny hops
This is the way the bunny hops, on a spring time morning.
This is the way the robin flies…
This is the way the little chick walks…
This is the way the little duck swims…
This is the way the little lamb runs…
This is the way the children play…
~ Author Unknown ~
Spring Song
Frogs croak
Rains soak
Chicks peep
Crickets leap
Bees hum
Robins come
Birds sing
It’s spring!
~ Author Unknown ~
Short Spring Poem
I love the spring.
For every day
There’s something new
That’s come to stay.
Another bud
Another bird
Another blade
The sun has stirred.
What the Robin Told
The wind
told the grasses,
And the grasses
told the trees.
The trees
told the bushes,
And the bushes
told the bees.
The bees
told the robin,
And the robin
sang out clear:
Wake up!
Wake up!
Spring is here!
Spring
Spring makes the world a happy place
You see a smile on every face.
Flowers come out and birds arrive,
Oh, isn’t it grand to be alive?
Poems on SPRING for Kids – Beautiful 17 Spring Poetry
Springtime Poems
A small green frog
On a big brown log;
A black and yellow bee
In a little green tree;
A red and yellow snake
By a blue-green lake,
All sat and listened
To red bird sing,
“Wake up, everybody,
It’s spring! It’s spring!”
Spring is Here
Spring is here,
In the air,
You can smell it coming,
On the trees,
Leaves are green,
Caterpillars sunning.
Birds are back,
Grass is out,
Busy bees are humming,
On the trees,
Leaves are green,
Caterpillars sunning.
Kite Flying
On many spring days I wish that I
Could be a kite flying in the sky.
I would climb high toward the sun
And chase the clouds. Oh, what fun!
Whichever way the wind chanced to blow
Is the way that I would go.
I’d fly up, up, up. I’d fly down, down, down.
Then I’d spin round and round and round.
Finally I’d float softly to the ground.
Young Lambs
The spring is coming by a many signs;
The trays are up, the hedges broken down
That fenced the haystack, and the remnant shines
Like some old antique fragment weathered brown.
And where suns peep, in every sheltered place,
The little early buttercups unfold
A glittering star or two – till many trace
The edges of the blackthorn clumps in gold.
And then a little lamb bolts up behind
The hill, and wags his tail to meet the yoe;
And then another, sheltered from the wind,
Lies all his length as dead – and lets me go
Close by, and never stirs, but basking lies,
With legs stretched out as though he could not rise.
John Clare
Long Spring Poem
At last the mornings welcome light
has drawn the darkness from the night,
and growing days give time and heat
for nature’s bounty to repeat.
The trees sing out in chorus lines
words which blossoms redefine,
these garlands in the trees reveal
the land can now revive and heal.
All creatures feel the warming hand
of sun beams scattered on the land
as battered grass begins to grow,
released once more the rivers flow.
Who Has Seen the Wind?
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you;
But when the leaves hang trembling
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I;
But when the trees bow down their heads
The wind is passing by.
Christina G. Rossetti
Originally posted 2015-11-17 09:41:18.
