Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 11, 2024

A Winter Artist

A Winter Artist
by Clara R. Bete

Winter time has come again.
Jack Frost, on the windowpane,
With the greatest care will trace
Patterns finer than old lace;
Fairies, flowers, and ferns he'll etch,
Or perhaps will make a sketch
Of a castle with a wall,
Or a maiden straight and tall.

O Jack Frost, it seems to me
Kind and skillful you must be-
You draw things that give delight,
And do it all in just one night!

Thursday, May 11, 2017

When Winter Comes

Two squirrels gather nuts beneath a large oak in the forest.

When Winter Comes
by G. H. L.

When winter comes, the squirrels find
Some shelter from the winds unkind;
Some hollow tree where nuts they store,
Enough to last 'till winter's o'er;
There, safe from harm, they build their nest
And settle down to take a rest,
Their larder full of nuts and wheat,
All that they do is sleep and eat;
When winter comes, Ah me! I find
Some thoughtless ones of humankind,
Who never build a cozy nest, 
Prepare for time to take a rest;
Who when they strong north wind blows cold
Are friendless, helpless, hungry-old.

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

The Snowman Song


Original Poem By W. W. Ellsworth (verses of song)
Chorus lines by Kathy Grimm

One day we built a snowman.
We made him out of snow;
You'd ought to see how fine he was--
All white from top to toe!

we built a little snowman, as soon as it grew cold!
we built a little snowman, he'll melt as he grows old!

We poured some water on him,
And froze him, legs and ears;
And when we went indoors to bed
I said he'd last two years.

we built a little snowman, as soon as it grew cold!
we built a little snowman, he'll melt as he grows old!

But in the night a warmer kind
Of wind began to blow,
And winter cried and ran away,
And with it ran the snow.

we built a little snowman, as soon as it grew cold!
we built a little snowman, he'll melt as he grows old!

And in the morning when we went
to bid our friend good day,
There was n't any snowman there--
Everything had runned away!

we built a little snowman, as soon as it grew cold!
we built a little snowman, he'll melt as he grows old!

Students can sing this poem to the "The Dreidel Song." Read more about dreidels here. Listen to the original tune below and learn about the little Hannukah game.


More Little Snowman Songs on Video: