April Poems
April Fool
by Carolyn Sue Peterson
This Spring
The birds won't sing,
The flowers won't bud,
There'll be no rain or mud.
Grass won't turn green,
Toads won't be seen,
Ice won't melt on stream or pool
April Fool!
Tulips
by V. W. Lachicotte
In the garden
Tulips grow
Straight and golden
In a row.
Each one holds its
Empty cup
Drinking rain and
Sunshine up.
Tree Climbing
This is my tree,
my place to be alone in,
my branches for climbing,
my green leaves for hiding in,
my sunshine for reading,
my clouds for dreaming,
my sky for singing,
my tree, my beautiful tree.
by Kathleen Fraser
Little Bunny
There was a little bunny who lived in the wood.
He wiggled his ears as a good bunny should.
He hopped by a squirrel.
He wiggled by a tree.
He hopped by a duck.
And he wiggled by me.
He stared at the squirrel.
He peeked round the tree.
He stared at the duck.
But he winked at me!
