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Amongst all the four seasons, spring is one of the most beautiful seasons as it paints the earth in pretty colors and adds new zest to all life forms. In this post, we bring you several spring poems for kids. Spring is the season between winter and summer. Beautiful trees blooming with green leaves, sweet music of chirping birds, and colors all around are the highlight of this season. The melting snow, the first dandelion sprouts, glistening dewdrops on leaves, rainbows, and the smell of tender grass make everyone feel delightful and bright. Many poets have woven and captured the beauty and warmth of spring in their words. Plunge into this post for several captivating poems that will help your kids take a virtual tour of the cheerful spring season and await it with joy.
26 Spring Poems For Kids
1. Spring
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What’s spring
in spring?
Buds spring!
Leaves spring!
Flowers spring!
Trees spring!
Plants spring!
Grass spring!
robins sing
in spring!
—Ghazal
2. Spring is Here
Spring is here.
Spring is here.
Hear the birds.
Hear the birds.
They are busy finding.
They are busy finding.
Big fat worms.
Big fat worms.
—Anonymous
3. Good-bye, Winter!
Good-bye, Winter!
Spring is in the air.
Flowers are in the bloom.
You see colors everywhere.
Birds build their nest.
In branches way up high.
But out my window, that loud bird.
Woke me up again … sigh!
—Becky Spence
4. Spring
The wind told the grass.
And the grass told the trees.
The trees told the bushes.
And the bushes told the bees.
The bees told the rain.
And the robin sang out clear.
“Wake up
Wake up
Spring is here!”
—Anonymous
5. Daffodowndilly
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She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown;
She turned to the south wind
And curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
“Winter is dead.”
—A.A Milne
6. Spring
Spring is budding green joy
Fresh breeze and sunshine
Birds singing
Water running
Children sloshing through puddles
On the sidewalk
Spring breathes anticipation
Green shoots sprouting from the earth
Unfurling into flowers
The sweet scent of hyacinths
A baby bird learning how to fly
Spring sweeps the dust out of our corners
As we wake up
As we look and listen
To the promise of a morning sunrise
To joy unfolding
To a glowing new life
—Carole Mullen
7. The Secret
We have a secret, just we three,
The Robin and I and the sweet cherry tree;
The bird told the tree and the tree told me,
And nobody knows it but just we three.
But of course, the robin knows it best
Because she built the—I shan’t tell the rest;
And laid the four little—something in it—
I’m afraid I shall tell it any minute.
But if the tree and robin don’t peep,
I’ll try my best the secret to keep;
But I know when the baby birds fly about
Then the secret will all be out.
—Anonymous
8. Spring is Here
Spring is here
Spring is fun
Spring with kids playing around
Spring is hot
Sometimes rainy
Spring break! With kids so happy
Sping is good
Spring maybe have bad luck
Sometimes people go indoors
Because it is…
So hot! People love spring
So do I!
Spring is here
Spring is very fun
Spring is almost done, so
Say bye-bye!
So now you will see next year
That it will be back to
Spring!!
—Zoe
9. Spring
Wondrously February withdraws to
warm March with a golden glow
from Spring’s shining sun sent
down to lead the way
for April’s soothing showers
soon to bring fragrant flowers
and dance on May’s blossoming bounty.
—Barbara R Johnson
10. Spring
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I love spring
Spring is new
It’s new blades of grass
It’s rain on a lass
It’s violets and rain
It’s a wood-scented lane
It’s a new bird song
It’s days growing long
It’s a tree in bud and puddles of mud
Its birds in a tree and buzz from a bee
It’s kites in the sky
It’s spring. That’s why
I love spring.
—Mohammed Rashid
11. Spring, Almost
The sunshine gleams so bright and warm,
The sky is blue and clear.
I run outdoors without a coat,
And spring is almost here.
Then before I know it,
Small clouds have blown together,
Till the sun just can’t get through them,
And again, it’s mitten weather.
—Anonymous
12. Spring
Spring, spring is coming soon,
Grass is green, and flowers bloom,
Birds returning from the south,
Bees are buzzing all about,
Leaves are budding everywhere,
Spring, spring is finally here!
—Anonymous
13. March Wind
The wind is pushing
Against the trees,
He’ll take off your hat
Without asking you “please,”
He rattles the windows
And puffs at a cloud,
Then scoots down the chimney
And laughs aloud.
—Anonymous
14. My Spring Garden
Here is my little garden,
Some seeds I’m going to sow.
Here is my rake to rake the ground,
Here is my handy hoe.
Here is the, big round yellow sun;
The sun warms everything.
Here are the rain clouds in the sky;
The birds will start to sing.
Little plants will wake up soon,
And lift their sleepy heads;
Little plants will grow and grow
In their little warm earth beds.
—Anonymous
15. To the First Robin
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Welcome, welcome, little stranger,
Fear no harm, and fear no danger;
We are glad to see you here,
For you sing, “Sweet Spring is near.”
Now the white snow melts away;
Now the flowers blossom gay:
Come, dear bird, and build your nest,
For we love our robin best.
—Louisa May Alcott
16. Young Lambs
The spring is coming by a many signs;
The trays are up, the hedges broken down.
That fenced the haystack, and the remnant shines
Like some old antique fragment weathered brown.
And where suns peep, in every sheltered place,
The little early buttercups unfold
A glittering star or two—till many trace
The edges of the blackthorn clumps in gold.
And then a little lamb bolts up behind
The hill, and wags his tail to meet the yoe,
And then another, sheltered from the wind,
Lies all his length as dead – and lets me go
Close bye and never stirs but basking lies,
With legs stretched out as though he could not rise.
—John Clare
17. A Child of Spring
I know a little maiden,
She is very fair and sweet,
As she trips among the grasses
That kiss her dainty feet;
Her arms are full of flowers,
The snow-drops, pure and white,
Timid blue-eyed violets,
And daffodillies bright.
She loves dear Mother Nature,
And wanders by her side;
She beckons to the birdlings.
That flock from far and wide.
She wakes the baby brooklets,
Soft breezes hear her call;
She tells the little children.
The sweetest tales of all.
Her brow is sometimes clouded,
And she sighs with gentle grace,
Till the sunbeams, daring lovers,
Kiss the teardrops from her face.
Well, we know this dainty maiden,
For April is her name;
And we welcome her with gladness,
As the springtime comes again.
—Ellen Robena Field
18. Dandelion Curls
Ah, ha, ha, now! who comes here
Wreathed in flowers of gold and queer
Tiny tangled curls of green
Gayly bobbing in between?
Pretty token of the spring!
Hark! we hear the bluebirds sing.
When we thus see little girls
Decked in dandelion curls.
—Evaleen Stein
19. The Voice of Spring
I am coming, I am coming!
Hark! the honey bee is humming;
See, the lark is soaring high.
In the blue and sunny sky,
And the gnats are on the wing.
Wheeling round in airy ring.
Listen! New-born lambs are bleating,
And the cawing rooks are meeting.
In the elms—a noisy crowd.
All the birds are singing loud,
And the first white butterfly.
In the sunshine dances by.
Look around you; look around!
Flowers in all the fields abound,
Every running stream is bright,
All the orchard trees are white,
And each small and waving shoot.
Promises sweet autumn fruit.
—Mary Howitt
20. The Dandelions
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Upon a showery night and still,
Without a sound of warning,
A trooper band surprised the hill,
And held it in the morning.
We were not waked by bugle notes
No cheer our dreams invaded,
And yet, at dawn, their yellow coats
On the green slopes paraded.
We careless folk the deed forgot;
Till one day, idly walking,
We marked upon the self-same spot
A crowd of veterans talking.
They shook their trembling heads and gray,
With pride and noiseless laughter,
When well-a-day! They blew away,
And ne’er were heard of after.
—Helen Gray Cone
21. It’s Spring
Good-bye, snow! Good-bye, ice!
Though of course, you’re very nice,
I am glad you’ve gone away.
Leaving us this fine spring day.
Here’s my good old bat and ball!
Marbles, too! How are you all?
I am sure that I can play.
With you now, ‘most any day.
Good-bye, winter! Though it’s true
I’ve had lots of fun with you,
Now I just could shout and sing;
I’m so glad because it’s spring!
—Winnifred J. Mott
22. Springtime
A small green frog
On a big brown log;
A black and yellow bee
In a little green tree;
A red and yellow snake
By a blue-green lake,
All sat and listened
To red bird sing,
“Wake up, everybody,
It’s spring! It’s spring!”
—Anonymous
23. Song: Spring
When daisies pied, and violets blue,
And lady-smocks all silver-white,
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue.
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men, for thus sings he:
‘Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo!’ O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear.
When shepherds pipe on oaten straws,
And merry larks are plowmen’s clocks,
When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws,
And maidens bleach their summer smocks,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men, for thus sings he:
‘Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo!’ O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear.
—William Shakespeare
24. Spring Song
Frogs croak
Rains soak
Chicks peep
Crickets leap
Bees hum
Robins come
Birds sing
It’s spring!
—Anonymous
25. Dear Grif
Dear Grif,
Here is a whiff
Of beautiful spring flowers;
The big red rose
Is for your nose,
As toward the sky, it towers.
Oh, do not frown
Upon this crown
Of green pinks and blue geranium
But think of me
When this you see,
And put it on your cranium.”
—Louisa May Alcott
26. The Beautiful Spring
“I was here first,” said the snowdrop: “look!”
“Not before me!” sang the silver brook.
“Why,” cried the grass, “I’ve been here a week!”
“So have I, dear,” sighed a violet meek.
“Well,” piped a bluebird, “don’t leave me out!
I saw the snow that lay round about.”
“Yes,” chirped a snowbird, “that may be true;
But I’ve seen it all the bleak winter through.”
“I came betimes,” sang the southwind, “I!”
“After me, love!” spake the deep blue sky.
“Who is it cares?” chimed the crickets gay:
“Now you are here, let us hope you’ll stay.”
Whispered the sun, “Lo! the winter’s past:
What does it matter who’s first or last?
Sky, brooks, and flowers, and birdies that sing,
All help to make up the beautiful spring.”
— George Cooper
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Frequently Asked Questions
1. How can reading and writing spring poems help children develop their creativity and language skills?
Reading and writing spring poems and rhymes help children improve their vocabulary, use descriptive language and imagery, appreciate the beauty of nature, and improve their comprehension skills and imagination.
2. What common themes do poets explore in spring poems for children?
Common themes that poets include in their poems about spring are the beauty and joy of nature, rebirth, transformation, growth, and seasonal changes.
Spring is a season most people enjoy since it promises pleasant weather and new life in nature. Educative Spring poems for kids will make your little one smile and help them learn about the wonders and marvels of this beautiful season of greenery. You can read beautiful poetry to your child in the coziness of your home, at a campfire, or even in a beautiful garden. Reading poems with children keeps them engaged and helps improve their listening, reading, and language skills.
3. What are some tips for teaching spring poems for kids?
Spring poems for children usually contain beautiful imagery to help them picture the lines they read. For instance, you may explain the lines or verses in detail to facilitate mental imagery. You may also encourage them to imagine the colors, scents, and textures described in the poem to foster their sensory perception. Furthermore, you can bring the poem to life by imitating the sounds of birds, bees, or animals mentioned in the verses.
4. What are the advantages of memorizing spring poems for kids?
Memorizing spring poems can help enhance a child’s language and vocabulary. It can also help improve a child’s reading fluency and comprehension skills by repeatedly reciting poems. Poem memorization also promotes cognitive development by strengthening memory, concentration, and focus. Furthermore, it nurtures creativity and self-expression using poems’ rhythm, imagery, and emotions.
5. How can spring poems for kids help children appreciate the beauty of nature?
Spring poems vividly describe springtime’s sights, sounds, and sensations, helping children to connect with the natural world around them. By immersing themselves in the imagery and poems’ metaphors, children develop a deeper understanding of the changing seasons and their beautiful features, such as the blooming flowers and chirping birds. This awareness helps children understand and appreciate nature’s beauty.
6. What does spring mean to children?
Spring may mean different things to different children. For some, it may signify new beginnings, symbolizing a fresh start. It can also bring forth the promise of ripe fruits, filling the air with the anticipation of delicious flavors. The sound of birds chirping adds a melodic backdrop to the season, while the sight of green grass can invite playful exploration.
7. How can teachers use spring poems for kids to encourage student-led discussions?
Teachers can read out the poem and ask open-ended questions. It encourages students to actively participate, share their thoughts, and express their favorite lines from the poem. Additionally, teachers can encourage students to share their perspectives on a poem to initiate a positive exchange of thoughts, ideas, and learning through discussion and debate.
Making your child recite spring poems is a great way to improve their spoken English. Use this video to make them learn the correct pronunciation while reading a spring poem.
