Well, the hot days of summer...and endless hours of freedom are coming to a close for school-aged children. On the first day of school each year, I presented my students with little booklets of end-of-summer and back-to-school poems. For this Poetry Friday, I am posting some of the poems that I included in those booklets
Here is the first stanza of Eve Merriam’s poem Leavetaking:
Vacation is over;
It's time to depart.
I must leave behind
(Although it breaks my heart)
It's time to depart.
I must leave behind
(Although it breaks my heart)
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Now
by Prince Redcloud
Close the barbecue.
Close the sun.
Close the home-run games we won.
Close the picnic.
Close the pool.
Close the summer.
Open school.
Close the sun.
Close the home-run games we won.
Close the picnic.
Close the pool.
Close the summer.
Open school.
Here is the last stanza of Judith Viorst’s poem Summer’s End:
And all the shiny afternoons
So full of birds and big balloons
And ice cream melting in the sun are done.
I do not want them done.
So full of birds and big balloons
And ice cream melting in the sun are done.
I do not want them done.
Click here to read the rest of the poem.
Here is the first stanza of Bobbi Katz’s poem September Is:
September is
when yellow pencils
in brand new eraser hats
bravely wait on perfect points–
ready to march across miles of lines
in empty notebooks–
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From Aileen Fisher’s poem The First Day of School:
I wonder if my drawing,
will be as good as theirs.
I wonder if they'll like me,
or just be full of stares.
will be as good as theirs.
I wonder if they'll like me,
or just be full of stares.
Click here to read the rest of the poem.
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My granddaughter Julia is really enjoying her summer this year. She is learning how to swim...and loves jumping into the pool!
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Heidi has the Poetry Friday Roundup at My Juicy Little Universe.
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