by Susan Dean | Feb 7, 2018 | POETRY
Who Can See the Wind
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I,
But when the leaves are dancing, the wind is passing by.
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I,
But when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing through
And pruning off some branches and feeding the earth for you.
Little Wind
Little wind, little wind blowing through the trees
Little wind, little wind, I feel the gentle breeze.
Big wind, big wind flying kites so high.
Big wind, big wind gusting through the sky.
The Wind
As I feel the cool soft breeze rustling through my hair
I see the wind picking up leaves and tossing them in midair.
I see the wind bend the tops of the trees
And then I run for cover in my home,
And wish for that soft gentle breeze.
Fall Time
Blowing leaves, glowing leaves crisp as autumn weather,
Pick a few, kick a few, and stick a few together,
Rake a pile; make a pile, takes a while to do it.
When you’re done have some fun running and jumping through it!
The Thermometer
The thermometer has a little red line,
That jumps right up when the weather is fine,
But when it’s cold as everyone knows,
Down to the little round bulb it goes.
It scrunches all up in a tight little ball,
As if it can’t stand the cold at all.
Then the weather begins to change, and
The little red line begins to climb again!
by Susan Dean | Feb 7, 2018 | POETRY
Apples
Red apples, Green apples, Yellow apples, too.
Big apples, Little apples, Shiny apples, too.
Crunchy apples, Soft apples, Rotten apples, ooh!
An Apple Chant
Apples in the attic, apples in the hall,
Apples in the summer, Apples in the fall,
Apples make you healthy. Apples make you tall.
I will eat some apples,
I will eat them all!
Apple Magic
By Margaret Hillart
In every single apple lies
A truly magical surprise.
Instead of slicing down,
slice through
And watch the star
appear for you!
The Apple Tree
Away up high in an apple tree
Two red apples smiled at me
I shook that tree as hard as I could
Down came those apples and mmm were they good for me!
PICKING APPLES
Picking Apples (can be sung to the tune of Frere Jacques)
Picking apples, picking apples,
‘Til we’re done, ’til we’re done,
Picking all the apples, picking all the apples,
‘Til we’re done, til we’re done.
Climb a ladder, climb a ladder,
In a tree, in a tree
Hello, everybody; Hello, everybody,
Look at me, look at me.
Making applesauce, making applesauce
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish
Pouring the applesauce, pouring the applesauce
In a dish, in a dish.
Eating applesauce, eating applesauce,
Yum, yum, yum; yum, yum, yum.
Eating all the applesauce, Eating all the applesauce.
Now we’re done, now we’re done.
Johnny Appleseed Song
Oh, the Lord is good to me, and so I thank the Lord
For giving me the things I need: The sun, and the rain, and the apple seed;
The Lord is good to me.
For every seed I sow an apple tree will grow,
And there will be apples there, enough for the whole wide world to share;
The Lord is good to me.
A-P-P-L-E
(to be sung to B-I-N-G-O)
I know a fruit that grows on trees
An apple is its name oh
A-p-p-l-e
A-p-p-l-e
A-p-p-l-e
An apple is its name oh
In summer and in early Fall
It’s time to pick an apple
Chorus
It may be sweet or may be tart
It’s red, or green, or yellow
Chorus
A McIntosh or Granny Smith
A Winesap or Delicious
Chorus
Make applesauce or apple juice
Or apple pie with apples
Chorus
Five Red Apples
Five red apples in a grocery store
Bobby bought one and then there were 4
Four red apples on an apple tree
Susie ate one and then there were 3
Three red apples. What did Alice do?
Why she ate one and then there were 2
Two red apples ripening in the sun
Tommy ate one, and now there was one
One red apple and now we are done
I ate the last one and now there are none!
Eat an Apple
Eat an apple; (Bring right hand to mouth)
Save the core. (Close right hand in fist)
Plant the seeds. (Bend down touch hand to ground)
And grow some more. (Extend both arms)
I went to the orchard and what did I see?
A big red apple on an apple tree.
The wind came “whoosh” and blew all around,
And then the red apple fell to the ground.
I picked up the apple, and took a bite.
Mmmmm, it was good, so juicy and white.
I ate and I ate, and I ate it all up.
But I saved the seeds in my little green cup.
The Apple Tree
This is the tree with leaves so green.(make leaves with fingers outstretched)
Here are the apples that hang in between (make fist).
When the wind blows (blow) The apples will fall (falling motion with hand)
Here is the basket to gather them all.(use arms to form basket)
An apple sat on the railroad track its heart was all a flutter.
Around the bend came number 10, and smoosh smoosh, Apple butter.
Apples and Bananas
I love to eat, eat, eat apples and bananas
I love to eat, eat, eat apples and bananas
I love to ate, ate, ate apples and bananas (long a sound)
I love to ate, ate, ate apples and bananas
I love to eat, eat, eat epples and benenes ( long E sound)
I love to eat, eat, eat epples and benenes
I love to ite, ite, ite ipples and bininis
I love to ite, ite, ite ipples and bininis (Long I sound)
I love to oat, oat, oat opples and bononos (Long O sound)
Repeat
I love to ute, ute, ute upples and bununus (Long U sound)
Repeat
I love to eat, eat, eat apples and bananas.
The Apple Star
Take an apple round and red.
Don’t slice down. Slice through instead.
Right inside it you will see a star as pretty as can be!
Tiny Apple Seed
(Tune: Insey Weensy Spider)
The tiny little apple seed was planted in the ground,
Down came the rain, falling all around.
Out came the sun, as bright as bright can be,
And the tiny little apple seed became an apple tree!
(Use a flannel board (Make small brown seed, some blue raindrops, big yellow sun, a tree and a dozen red apples for it.
Apple Roll Chant
5 little apples in the bowl
1 fell out and started to roll
It bumped the table and hit my feet!
How many apples are left to eat?
4 little apples in the bowl…
Then 3, 2, 1 little apple in the bowl.
Picking Apples
Pick the apples, put them in your basket,
Pick the apples, put them in your basket,
Pick the apples, put them in your basket,
Way down yonder in the apple orchard.
Apple Rhyme
Apples, apples, good to eat.
Apples, apples, juicy and sweet.
Pick them from a tree, buy them at a store,
Apples, apples, WE WANT MORE!
Apples
Red apples, Green apples, Yellow apples, too.
Big apples, little apples, Shiny apples, too.
Crunchy apples, soft apples, rotten apples, ooh!
APPLES
by Helen H. Moore
Apples, apples, what a treat,
sweet and tart and good to eat.
Apples green and apples red,
hang from branches overhead,
and when they ripen, down they drop,
so we can taste our apple crop.
by Susan Dean | Feb 7, 2018 | POETRY
Snowman Wisdom: The key to life is to be a jolly, happy soul.
Snow
The snow fell gently all the night.
It made a blanket soft and white.
It covered houses, flowers and ground
But did not make a single sound
Kids are Like Snowflakes
Kids are like snowflakes
No two are the same!
Each of us is different starting with our names.
My hair is _______ as you can see.
My eyes ar ______ as they can be.
________ and _______ I like a lot,
But ____ and ____ are not so ho!
All these things make me, me.
As unique as I can be!
Snowy Day
Let’s watch the snowflakes floating by
As they fall from the winter sky.
Look, there’s a big one spinning around,
Dancing from above to the frosty ground.
Snowflakes
Look at the flakes, so sparkling and white,
Such a delightful sight.
Soon to be,
A snowman for me!
The Snowman
Roll him and roll him until he is big.
Roll him until he is fat as a pig.
Give him two eyes and a hat on his head.
He’ll stand there all night while we go to bed.
A Little Snowman
I’m a little snowman
Short and fat.
Here is my nose
And here is my hat.
When the sun comes out
I cannot play,
I simply slowly melt away!
Funny Snowman
I made a funny snowman,
One frosty and wintery day.
But when he met the sunshine,
He melted on his away.
Snowflakes Falling Down
Tune: Row, Row, Row Your Boat
Snowflakes falling down,
Falling to the ground.
Big and white and fluffy flakes
That do not make a sound.
Snowflake Dance
Dance like snowflakes in the air
Dance like snowflakes in the air.
Whirling, twirling snowflakes in the air
Whirling, twirling snowflakes in the air
Here and there and everywhere!
SNOWY DAY IN THE EVERGLADES
I had a dream it snowed last night
Across the Everglades.
And all the gators marched around
In a snowy big parade.
They all wore funny wooly caps
Upon their gator heads.
And when they slid down hilly slopes,
Their bellies became their sleds.
by Susan Dean | Feb 7, 2018 | POETRY
Song of a Shell
by Violet Cuslidge
I held a sea shell to my ear, and listened to its tale
Of vessels bounding o’er the main and all the ships that sail.
It sang of brilliant water flowers, the bright anemones
That bloom beneath the ocean waves tossed in from seven seas.
The Caterpillar
A caterpillar crawled from an egg so small.
He was hungry and wanted to eat,
So he ate and ate all the leaves around
Grew very fat.and ready to sleep
I’m full he said and then spun a cocoon,
And went to sleep inside by the light of the moon.
All winter he didn’t make a peep.
Then spring came and the sun warmed everything
And he came out, dried his wings and flew away. . . a beautiful moth!
The Elephant
An elephant goes like this and that.
He’s very very big and he’s very very fat.
He has no fingers and he has no toes,
But goodness gracious what a nose!
Caterpiller
Little Arabella Miller had a fuzzy caterpillar.
First it climbed upon her mother.
Then it climbed upon her baby brother.
They said, “Arabella Miller put away your caterpillar.”
Grasshopper
There was a little grasshopper
That was always on the jump,
And because he never looked ahead,
He always got a bump!
The Centipede
“The best advice that I can give,”
Said the centipede’s mother,
Is to put your best foot forward,
Then another and another
And another and another,
And another
Louis Phillips
Dancin Daddy Longlegs
Daddy longlegs on my window,
Does a Tap dance on the pane,
First he scurry’s up and sideways,
Then he dances down again.
With skinny bending legs all waving,
His chubby belly-body sways.
I see him doing a wriggly action.
I could watch him dance for days!
Sometimes a song make a nice little poem to learn!
Bumble Bee
Big Burly Bumblebee buzzing through the grass
Move Over
Dragonfly
When the warm summer sun made drowsy the land,
A dragonfly came and sat on my hand.
With a blue jointed body and wings like spun glass
It lit on my fingers as though they were grass.
The Bunny
The nose of a bunny is twitchy and funny.
His furry ears flippity flop.
His tail you can see is as small as can be.
But my, how his hind legs can hop!
A Funny Bunny
Here is the Bunny with ears so finny ( 2 fingers flopped)
Here is the hole in the ground. ( fist other hand)
Each noise that he hears, he perks up his ears,
And leaps in his hole with a bound!
The Little Turtle
There was a little turtle.
He lived in a box.
He swam in a pond.
He climbed on the rocks.
He snapped at a mosquito.
He snapped at a bee.
He snapped at a minnow,
And he snapped at me.
He caught the mosquito.
He caught the flea.
He caught the minnow.
But he didn’t catch me!
The Owl
There’s a wide eyed owl with a pointed nose,
Feathers horns for ears and talons for toes.
He lives high up in a tree.
He can see a mouse far away, flap his big wings,
And say whooo, whooo
Owls
Five little owls in an old elm tree,
Fluffy and puffy as an owls can be
Blinking and winking with big round eyes
At the big round moon up in the skies.
As I passed beneath I could hear one say,
There’ll be mouse for supper today.
Then all of them hooted who oooooo whooooo whooooo whoooooo
Yes mouse for supper whooooooo whooooo whooooo whoooooo
Wild Geese
Something told the wild geese it was time to go.
Though the fields lay golden, something whispered snow.
Leaves were green and stirring, berries luster glossed,
But beneath warm feathers something cautioned – “Frost.”
Rachel Field
BABY CHICK
Peck, peck, peck
On the warm brown egg
Out comes a neck
Out comes a leg.
How does a chick
Who’s not been about,
Discover the trick
Of how to get out?
Quack, Quack, Quack
Here comes the daddy with his great big feet. (stamp, stamp)
Neat comes the mommy with her feathers so neat.(pat hair)
Then come the babies all in a row(walk with hands waving behind back)
Waddle, waddle, waddle
There they go! ( waddle as you walk around)
The Duck
I waddle when I walk.
I quack when I talk,
And I have webbed toes on my feet.
Rain coming down makes me smile, not frown,
And I dive for something to eat!
The Box Turtle
There was a little turtle
He lived in a box
He swam in a puddle
He climbed on the rocks
He snapped at a mosquito
He snapped at a flea
He snapped at a minnow
And he snapped at me
He caught the mosquito
He caught the flea
He caught the minnow
But he didn’t catch me!
Little Turtle
Little turtle, little turtle fast asleep
The little turtle little turtle starts to creep.
Out he pokes his little head.
“What a beautiful world” he said.
Herbert the Turtle
Herbert the Turtle
Has a house on his back
He crawls in the soil
And his tail leaves a track.
If it starts to rain,
He pulls in his head.
When the days grow cold,
He finds a lake bed.
Snug in the sand,
He’ll sleep until spring
And come out when the robin sings.
Velda Blumhagen
by Susan Dean | Feb 7, 2018 | POETRY
Seeds
Seeds are funny, funny things,
Some have stickers
Some have wings
Some are big
Some are small
Some round and flat
Some like a ball.
Some are hidden inside of fruit
Some in pods or underground roots.
Some seeds are foods
And good to eat,
Like corn or beans
Or nuts for a treat.
Five Little Peas
Five little peas in a pea pod pressed,
One grew, two grew, and so did all the rest;
They grew…and grew…and did not stop,
Until one day the pod went…POP!
Oats, Peas, Beans and Barley Grow
Chorus
Oats, peas, beans, and barley grow,
Oats, peas, beans, and barley grow,
Do you, I, or anyone know how
Oats, peas, beans, and barley grow?
First the farmer sows his seed,
Then he stands and takes his ease,
He stamps his feet,
And claps his hands,
And turns around to view his land.
Chorus
Walking with a partner,
Walking with a partner,
Make a ring, oh make a ring,
Oh, while we happily dance and sing.
I Will Plant a Garden
(to the tune of “Old MacDonald Had a Farm”)
I will plant a garden green,
Then I’ll watch it grow.
I’ll dig some holes here in the dirt,
In a nice straight row.
With a dig-dig here,
And a dig-dig there,
Here a dig, there a dig,
Everywhere a dig-dig,
I will plant a garden green,
Then I’ll watch it grow.
I will plant a garden green,
Then I’ll watch it grow.
In the hole I’ll drop a seed,
Then each seed I’ll sow.
With a drop-drop here,
And a drop-drop there,
Here a drop, there a drop,
Everywhere a drop-drop,
I will plant a garden green,
Then I’ll watch it grow.
I will plant a garden green,
Then I’ll watch it grow.
I’ll water each plant one by one,
They’ll sprout up in a row.
With a squirt-squirt here,
And a squirt-squirt there,
Here a squirt, there a squirt,
Everywhere a squirt-squirt,
I will plant a garden green,
Then I’ll watch it grow.
Little Brown Seeds
Little brown seeds so small and round,
Are sleeping quietly under ground.
Down come the raindrops
sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle.
Out comes the rainbow,
twinkle, twinkle, twinkle.
Little brown seeds way down below,
Up through the earth they grow, grow, grow.
Little green leaves come one by one.
They hold up their heads and look at the sun.
The Little Plant
In the heart of a seed,
Buried deep so deep,
A tiny plant
Lay fast asleep.
“Wake,” said the sunshine,
“And creep to the light.”
“Wake,” said the voice
Of the raindrops bright.
The little plant heard
And it rose to see,
What the wonderful,
Outside world might be.
Planting
I took a little seed one day
About a month ago.
I put it in a pot of dirt,
In hopes that it would grow.
I poured a little water
To make the soil right.
I set the pot upon the sill,
Where the sun would give it light.
I checked the pot most every day,
And turned it once or twice.
With a little care and water
I helped it grow so nice.
Dick Wilmes
My Garden
This is my garden, I’ll plant it with care,
Here are the seeds I’ll plant in there,
The sun will shine,
The rain will fall,
The seeds will sprout and grow up tall.
The Seed
How does it know,
This little seed
If it is to grow
To a flower or weed,
If it is to be a vine or a shoot,
Or grow into a tree
With a long tap root?
The Garden
A little seed for me to sew.
A little earth to make it grow.
A little hole
A little pat.
A little wish and that is that.
A little sun
A little shower
A little while,
And then . . . a flower!
Peas
Five little peas in a pea pod pressed.
One grew, two grew, and so did all the rest.
They grew and grew and they did not stop,
Until all of a sudden . . . the pod went pop!
Garden
What does a garden need to grow?
Bright warm sun shining down.
What does a seed need to sprout?
Water sprinkled all about.
The seed grows roots into the ground,
And reaches for the sun without a sound!
The Garden
What makes a garden grow, grow, grow?
Lots of work with a shovel, rake and hoe!
Seeds that are carefully planted in a row!
That makes a garden grow grow grow!
What does the seed need to grow a sprout?
Warmth from the sun and water that falls about.
What brings a seedling up from the ground?
The light of the sun shining down!
What makes the food to feed the plant?
Sunlight is turned to glucose in the leaves of green.
What feeds the plant from the soil?
Roors drink the water from the rainfall.
This makes a garden grow grow grow and grow!
A Daffodil
A little yellow cup,
A little yellow frill,
A little yellow star,
And that’s a daffodil.
by Susan Dean | Feb 7, 2018 | POETRY
The Run-Away Turkey
“Gobble, gobble,” said wobble wobble turkey, (flap fingers under chin)
“Today is Thanksgiving Day.
And I’ll get cooked for dinner if I don’t run away.( stir food, use hands to sneak away)
Over the hill wobble turkey jogged,
And he stopped by an old oak tree.
“ I’ll hide behind these branches so no one can find me.”
The branches shook – then Frisky squirrel came running down the tree.
“ If you will share my food,” she said, “ I’ll be happy as can be.”
Wobble Turkey spread his feather tail ( spread fingers)
And sat right down to eat.
He never guessed Thanksgiving Day would bring him such a treat! ( rub stomach)
Gobble, Gobble, Gobble
A turkey sat on a backyard fence and he sang this sad sad tune.
Thanksgiving is coming gobble gobble gobble gobble,
And I know I’ll be eaten soon.
Gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble,
I don’t like Thanksgiving Day!
Gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble,
I woiuld like to run away!
Gobble Gobble Turkey
I’m a gobble gobble turkey from my head down to my toes
In back I have some feathers that I shake where e’re I go!
I gobble up my breakfast and I gobble all the day.
And when I get tired of gobblin then I gobble out to play.
