One of the best ways to help your child read with fluency is to practice reading with poetry. I have begged, borrowed, and scavenged to find many poems to help our young readers.
To get to the poetry, click on a category listed below. All poems for that category should show below. I apologize if this page on my site looks a little messy. I first want to make the poems available to you. I will later work on cleaning up a bit! Thanks for understanding and supporting our young readers!
Good luck, and happy reading!
If I Were A Groundhog
If I were a groundhog, there's really no doubt
I'd stay cuddled up and I wouldn't come out.
Why would I wake and come out of my hole?
Just to search for my shadow and get really cold!
The carpenter's hammer goes knock, knock, knock,
And his saw goes see, saw, see,
He planes and measures
He hammers and he saws
While he build something for me.
The Mail Carrier
See the mail carrier
Dressed in blue
He's walking, walking, walking
Do you think he'll bring to you
Some postcards and a letter too?
Mailmen deliver mail,
Nurses help us when we're sick,
Bankers deposit money,
Farmers raise cows, goats, and chicks.
Doctors, teachers, and police,
We all need them so.
Each does an important part --
Always on the go.
Bus drivers, sales and firemen,
Couldn't do without them too!
Can't wait 'til you grow up,
There's so many jobs for you!!
"EconSongs" by Martha C Hopkins
Goods and Services
Goods, goods, goods, are things
That we make and use.
We're buying and selling
And selling and buying
Any goods we choose.
Services are things we do
That other people use.
We're buying and selling
And selling and buying
Services that we choose.
The Market Song
Consumers buy goods from producers
Consumers buy services, too.
Consumers buy things from producers
And use them; yes, that's what they do !
They pay the producers for what they use.
They pay for the things that they use !
Producers make goods from resources.
Producers make services, too.
Producers make things for consumers
And sell them; yes, that's what they do !
Producers ! Producers !
They make things by using resources.
Producers ! Producers !
They make things and sell them to use.
Markets are to buy and to sell things.
Markets are where we exchange.
We exchange as we buy and sell things.
Producers, consumers exchange.
Oh Markets are where we exchange, exchange.
Markets! Oh, Markets!
Producers, consumers exchange
If I Could Build a Town
If I could build a town, well then,
I know just what I'd make:
an ice cream store, a toy shop,
and a store with bread and cake.
I guess I'd make a park
and build a nifty fire station.
Say, would you like to help me?
It just takes imagination!
Home can be trailers,
homes can be boats,
Home is the place
where you hang your coat.
Homes are apartments
and mansions and tents.
Homes can be wooden
or stone or cement.
Homes can be large,
Homes can be tall,
Homes can be cozy and
friendly and small.
Wherever you live,
if it's old or it's new,
your home is your
"home sweet home" to you.
Going to the Mall
We start at the toy store
and walk down each aisle -
some stickers, some whistles,
a glass crocodile.
Then off the see jewelry
like black spider rings,
a watch, and a bracelet,
and sparkly things.
We look through the pet store
at turtles and mice,
The puppies and kittens
and hamsters feel nice.
We walk through the mall,
and there's so much to do.
Each time that we go there,
we see something new.
the sports store,
The post office,
bank, and the
the town police.
The pet store,
the shoe store,
I gave you
a tour all along
our main street.
Now don't you
our city is neat?
Snap your fingers.
Tap your feet.
Step out a rhythm
down the street.
Rap on the litter bin.
Stamp on the ground.
is all around.
Beep says motor-car.
Ding says bike.
is what we like.
Sharing the Road
From the window of our school bus,
we can see the busy road.
There's a dump truck and a tow truck
and a pickup with a load.
There's a fire truck! Police car!
Now I see the ice cream man!
There's a mail truck and a sports car
and a white delivery van.
There are cars and trucks and bicycles,
a giant city bus.
We can see them out the window
as they share the road with us.
The giant mouth
and is back for
The giant arm
with a girder
the fourteenth floor.
a tiny man
to put a skyscraper.
A City Goes to Sleep
The moon watches over the city at night
The city goes out, light by light.
The buildings are quiet, not even a peep.
The city is slowly going to sleep.
Some animals sleep in the bushes and parks
while others are roaming around in the dark.
The bark of a dog, the toot from a car,
The clankety sound of the last streetcar.
The fire and police station buildings are lit
but most other workers have called it quits.
The sidewalk is empty, the moon is bright.
The city is falling asleep for the night.
A Real Bouquet
Everybody has two eyes
Bright as stars they shine
But their color may not be
Just the same as mine.
Brown or blue, gray or green
What difference does it make?
As long as you can see the sun
Shining when you wake
Some folks' hair is very black
Some have blonde or brown
Whatever color it may be
It's a pretty crown
Flowers have so many shades
And I'm sure you know
Many lovely gardens
Where such flowers grow
Children in this great big world
Are flowers in a way
Some are light, some are dark
Like a real bouquet
Did you ever stop to think
How awful it would be
If everybody looked the same
Who would know you from me?
The Crayon Box That Talked
While walking into a toy store the day before today
I overheard a crayon box with many things to say
"I don't like Red!" said Yellow and Green said "Nor do I"
"And no one here likes Orange but no one knows just why"
"We are a box of crayons that doesn't get along
Said Blue to all the others "Something here is wrong"
Well, I bought that box of crayons and took it home with me
And laid out all the colors so the crayons all could see
They watched me as I colored with Red and Blue and Green
And Black and White and Orange and every color in between
They watched as Green became the grass and Blue became the sky
The Yellow sun was shining bright on White clouds drifting by
Colors changing as they touched becoming something new
They watched me as I colored - they watched me till I was through
And when I finally finished I began to walk away
And as I did the crayon box had something more to say
"I do like Red!" said Yellow and Green said, "so do I"
And Blue you were terrific! So high up in the sky
"We are a box of crayons each one of us unique
But when we get together the picture is more complete"
- Shane DeRolf
The Solar System in Motion
The Earth turns around,
Once a day, every day,
The Earth turns around.
The moon goes round the Earth,
Once a month, every month,
The moon goes round the Earth.
The Earth goes round the sun,
Once a year, every year,
The earth goes round the sun.
The Solar System
Mercury, number one.
It is closest to the sun.
With a round, round, go around
Planets 'round the sun
Sing about them everyone.
Venus bright, number two.
Morning and evening "star" we view.
Planet Earth, number three.
We live on it, you and me.
Planet Mars, number four.
Named for a roman god of war.
Number five, Jupiter.
Colored clouds around it stir.
Number six, big Saturn.
Many rings around it turn.
Number seven, Uranus.
It looks blue and green to us.
Number eight, stormy Neptune.
Triton is its frozen moon.
Number nine, tiny Pluto.
Farthest from the sun, you know.
The Seven Continents
North America, South America joined in the West.
Europe and Asia meet together, and on Africa they rest.
Australia stands alone, floating down below.
And Antarctica is the loneliest, where no one wants to go.
Continents of the World
By A.A. Anderson
To learn the seven continents,
Think of the letter "A"
And when you're down to only one,
An "E" will save the day.
There's Africa, Antarctica,
Australia, Asia too.
The oceans run between them
With their waters deep and blue.
There are also two Americas-
North and South, you see.
Now we're coming to the end-
Europe starts with "E"!
The American Flag
You are the symbol of our country,
Who shines oh so bright,
Who carried the soldiers to win the fight,
Your warmth and independence keeps our spirits up,
When you fly through the air oh so happily,
We pledge to you with loyalty and trust,
As we are one nation who stands tall,
With liberty and justice for all.
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