By Allison Hall

A Treasury of Children’s Poetry

Text copyright: Allison Hall

Illustrations: Microsoft Clipart online and Phillip Martin

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INTRODUCTION

Poetry is therapeutic; it also serves an educational and entertainment

formative function. Unfortunately many children and adults too do not

like poetry. I believe that if poetry is taught properly and children are

introduced to poetry at an early age, there would be more

appreciation for this area of Language Arts.

Here are some poems from a collection of children’s poems I am

currently developing.

WHO CAN SPEAK

Too whit tu-whoo says the owl

hooting on the old plum tree

Cuck- a-doodle-doo, says the cock

looking at his chickens to be

Caw, Caw, Caw, cries the crow

how he longs for something to eat

Chirp, Chirp, Chirp, says the robin redbreast

who has found some grains of wheat

Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, goes the woodpecker

with his sharp, long beak

Oh be quiet, oh be quiet, says the parrot

I am the only one who can speak.

A KISS GOODNIGHT

Every child deserves a kiss before he goes to bed

A nightcap, a bedtime story, or a pat upon his weary head

And children should never be told ghost stories before they go to sleep

Lest they have nightmares filled with witches that try to creep

Into their minds and change all their dreams

Of lands filled with fairies and beautiful streams

But instead every child should be taught to pray

For all the other children and a brighter day

So that angels watch over them during the night

And they will sleep soundly until morning light.

THE RAINBOW

Once upon a hot and sunny day

After the flood washed everything away

Father God looked down and said,

‘Noah, all the evil men are dead.’

Said he to the watery earth,

‘Tis’ time for your rebirth.’

He splashed some colors way up high.

Soon a rainbow appeared in the sky

Red, orange, yellow and green

Were some of the colors to be seen

Blue, indigo and violet

An arch of colors beautifully set

Soon many plants begin to grow

They borrowed some colors from the rainbow

The rainbow soon left the sky

As the earth continued to dry

But Noah knew it would come again

When God sent a shower of rain