The kids are back in school, embarking on a promising new year of learning and growing... However, back to school remains ever bitter-sweet as I miss their lively chatter and imaginative play. In the summer, we always find a shady tree to lay out a blanket and share stories and poems. Autumn is almost here and I like to pack a short poem as a small piece of home to take with them when they go to school. Some offerings of lunch time literature I am packing this week...
In a stiff fall breeze.
A flock of birds
Is flying along
Southward, for winter,
Singing a song.
Singing a song
They all like to sing,
"We'll see you again
When it's spring, spring, spring."
Autumn Wind
When autumn wind goes running
It does some magic things.
It gives the shadows dancing shoes,
It gives the bright leaves wings -
When autumn wind goes running.
It curls the bonfire's tail of smoke
And shares a little whispered joke
With cornstalks who delight to prattle,
It turns a seed pod into a rattle -
When autumn wind goes running.
It does some magic things.
It gives the shadows dancing shoes,
It gives the bright leaves wings -
When autumn wind goes running.
It curls the bonfire's tail of smoke
And shares a little whispered joke
With cornstalks who delight to prattle,
It turns a seed pod into a rattle -
When autumn wind goes running.
An Autumn
Greeting
"Come," said the Wind to the Leaves one day.
"Come over the meadow and we will play.
Put on your dresses of red and gold.
For summer is gone and the days grow cold."
"Come over the meadow and we will play.
Put on your dresses of red and gold.
For summer is gone and the days grow cold."
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