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Marjorie’s Almanac

By Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Marjorie’s Almanac
Robins in the tree-top,
Blossoms in the grass,
Green things a-growing
Everywhere you pass;
Sudden little breezes,
Showers of silver dew,
Black bough and bent twig
Budding out anew;
Pine-tree and willow-tree,
Fringed elm and larch,—
Don’t you think that May-time’s
Pleasanter than March?

Apples in the orchard
Mellowing one by one;
Strawberries upturning
Soft cheeks to the sun;

Roses faint with sweetness,
Lilies fair of face,
Drowsy scents and murmurs
Haunting every place;
Lengths of golden sunshine,
Moonlight bright as day,—
Don’t you think that summer’s
Pleasanter than May?

Roger in the corn-patch
Whistling negro songs;
**** by the hearth-side
Romping with the tongs;
Chestnuts in the ashes
Bursting through the rind;
Red leaf and gold leaf
Rustling down the wind;
Mother “doin’ peaches”
All the afternoon,—
Don’t you think that autumn’s
Pleasanter than June?

Little fairy snow-flakes
Dancing in the flue;
Old Mr. Santa Claus,
What is keeping you?
Twilight and firelight
Shadows come and go;

Merry chime of sleigh-bells
Tinkling through the snow;
Mother knitting stockings
(****’s got the ball),—
Don’t you think that winter’s
Pleasanter than all?

May 1, 2015 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

The Tale of Princess Kaguya: Nursery Rhyme

The Tale of Princess Kaguya
From The Tale of Princess Kaguya
By Isao Takahata, Japan, 2013, 137 min

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February 20, 2015 at 8:25 pm 3 comments

Rain of Leaves

By Aileen Fisher

It’s raining big,
It’s raining small,
It’s raining autumn leaves
In fall.

It’s raining gold
And red and brown
as autumn leaves
come raining down.

It’s raining everywhere
I look
It’s raining bookmarks
On my book!

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November 29, 2013 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

I Like Fall

By Aileen Fisher

I like fall:
it always smells smoky,
chimneys wake early,
the sun is poky;

Folks go past
in a hustle and bustle,
and when I scuff
in the leaves, they rustle.

I like fall:
all the hills are hazy,
and after a frost
the puddles look glazy;

And nuts rattle down
where nobody’s living,
and pretty soon…
it will be THANKSGIVING.

November 24, 2013 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

Fall

By Jack Prelutsky

The leaves are yellow, red and brown,
A shower sprinkles softly down
And the air is fragrant, crisp and cool,
And once again, I’m stuck in school.

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November 23, 2013 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

Autumn Leaves

By Aileen Fisher

One of the nicest beds I know
Isn’t a bed of soft white snow.
Isn’t a bed of cool green grass
After the noisy mowers pass.

Isn’t a bed of yellow hay
Making me itch for half a day

But autumn leaves in a pile that high,
Deep and smelling like fall and dry.
That’s the bed where I like to lie
And watch the flutters of Fall go by.

November 22, 2013 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

A LEAF

By Aileen Fisher

If I were a leaf
(but I wouldn’t be)
I’d have to be tied
to a tree, tree, tree.

I couldn’t walk off
(or skip or run)
and my nose would get burned
by the sun, sun, sun.

In summer I’d roast,
(in winter I’d freeze)
and all through October
I’d sneeze, sneeze, sneeze.

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October 9, 2013 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

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