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This is a collection, from many different resources, of songs and poems to involve your children into the wheel of the year, encourage respect of different cultures, and celebrate nature and pagan holidays.

Peoms and rhymes are always fun, whether incorperated into a bedtime ritual or during reading time poems can portray many important aspect of the world in a fun way and encourage language devlopment in young children. Many old rursery rhymes origins are based on pagan traditions and decribe holiday celebrations, the moon, and the change of seasons.
Poems and songs are also particularly handy when teaching another language as they are easy and fun to remember.


The Moon and The sun:
1: Oh! Look at the moon,
She is shinnig up there;
Oh! mother, she looks
Like a lamp in the air
Last week she was smaller,
and shaped like a bow;
But now she's grown bigger,
and shaped like an O.
Pretty moon, pretty moon,
How you Shine on the door,
And make it all bright on my nursery floor!
You shine on my playthings,
and show me their place.
And I love to look up
at your bright, pretty face.
And there is a star
close by you, and maybe
That small, twinking star
is your little baby.
2: Out come the stars
Sh sh sh
Bright shines the moon
Sh sh sh
Sweet sings the nightbird
Sh sh sh

"Go to bed
Sandman said,
"Sh, sh, sh."
3: The moon has a face like a clock in the hall;
She shines on the cats on the garden wall,
On streets and fields and harbor quays, and birdies asleep in the forks of the trees
The squalling cat and squeaking mouse, The howling dog by the door of the house,
The bat that lies in bed at noon, all love to be out by the light of the moon.
4: The man in the moon
Looked out of the moon
And this is what he said,
"Tis time that, now I'm getting up,
All babies went to bed."
5: Moon, so round and yellow,
Looking from on high,
How I love to see you
shinning in the sky.
Oft and oft I wonder,
when I see you there,
How they get to light you,
hanging in the air:
Where you go at morning,
when the night is past
And the sun comes peeping
O'er the hills at last.
Sometimes I will watch you
Slyly overhead,
when you think i'm sleeping
snugly in my bed.
6: Mother Moon and Father Sun
Now our day is all done.
Watch over me where I lie
From your home in the sky.
In my dreams
I hope you send
Happy dreams of the Summerland.
For free will of all
And harm to none.
As I have willed it,
So shall it be done.
Blessed Be.
Look how the pale Queen of the silent night
doth cause the ocean to attend upon her,
and he, as long as she is in sight,
with his full tide is ready here to honor;

But when the silver waggon of the Moon
is mounted up so high he cannot follow,
the sea calls home his crystal waves to morn,
and with low ebb doth manifest his sorrow.

So you that are sovereign of my heart
have all my joys attending on your will,
when you return, their tide my heart doth fill.
So as you come and as you depart,
joys ebb and flow within my tender heart.

8: My Loves by Langston Hughes (1st 4 verses)

I love to see the big white moon a shining in the sky
I love to see the little stars when the shadow clouds go by
I love the raindrops falling on my roof top in the night
I love the soft winds sighing before the dawn's gray light

9: Here are nine planets that we know.
Round and round the Sun they go.
Mercury, Venus, Earth, and Mars,
These are the planets near our star.

Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, too.
Neptune, Pluto, we can't see you.
These are the nine planets that we know.
Round and round the Sun they go.

10: Moon in the sky.
Some nights you're big and round.
Some nights you're very small.
Some nights you're only sliver size.
Some nights you're not at all.

11: Moon Meish Goldish

Are you lonely, Moon?
You giant white balloon!
You have no water, wind or air.
No wonder, nothing lives up their.
You can't grow trees or flowers or grass.
Your soil is only rocks and glass.
Even your light is not your own.
Instead it's from the sun that's shone.
Your gravity is weak, I hear.
You really have no atmosphere.
But don't be sad, Moon, please don't cry.
For I still love you in the sky.

12: Sing a song of sunshine
Be happy every day
Sing a song of sunshine
You'll chase the clouds away
Be happy every moment
No matter what you do
Just sing and sing and sing and sing
And let the sunshine through!

13: At night I see the twinkling stars, and a great big smiling moon.
My Mommy tucks me into bed, and sings a good-night tune.
(movments: fist up and open hands over your head, circle arms overhead, Lay pointer of one hand across the palm of the other hand,
Rock your hands back and forth)

14: Mrs. Moon, Mrs. Moon, You're out to soon,
The sun is still in the sky,
Go back to bed, and cover your head,
And wait for the day to go by.

15: Moon, Moon, Come Running to Me
Moon, Moon, come running to me.
Don't stop while you run.
Climb over the mountain and,
Bring a Jasmine Flower when you come to me
Nila, Nila, Odi Vaa
Nillaamal Odi Vaa
Malai Mela Eri Vaa
Malligai Poo Kondu Vaa.

4 Seasons
1: Mary, mary quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With cockle-shells and silver bells
and pretty maids all in a row
2: Little robin red breast sat upon a rail;
Niddle naddle went his head,
wiggle waggle went his tail.
3: Evening gred and mroning grey;
It is the sign of a bonnie day.
Evening grey and morning red,
The lamb and ewe go wet to bed.
4: March winds and april showers
bring forth may flowers
Evening red and morning grey
Sets the traveller on his way;
But evening grey and morning red,
Brings the rain upon his head.
5:Little drops of water,
Little grains of sand,
Make a mighty ocean,
And the pleasant land.
6: If bees stay at home;
rain will soon come.
If they fly away,
fine will be the day.
7:We have a little garden,
a garden of our own,
and every day we water there
The seeds that we have sown.
We love our little garden,
and tend it with such care,
You will not find a folded leaf
or blighted blossom there.
8: The rain is falling all around,
It falls on field and trees,
It rains on umbrellas here,
and on the ships at sea.
9: Daffadown-dilly is come up to town,
In a yellow petticoat and a green gown.
10:Cut thistles in May,
They'll grow in a day;
Cut them in June,
That is too soon;
Cut them in July,
Then they will die.
11: March wind is a jolly fellow;
He likes to joke and play.
He turns umbrellas inside out
And blows men's hats away.
He calls the pretty willows
And whispers in each ear,
"Wake up you lazy little seeds,
Don't you know that spring is here"
12: I love the spring.
For every day
There's something new
That's come to stay.
Another bud
Another bird
Another blade
The sun has stirred.
1: I'm glad the sky is painted blue,
and the earth is painted green,
With such a lot of nice fresh air
all sandwiched in between.
2:What do I see?
A bumble-bee
sit on a rose and wink at me!
What do you mean
by hum, hum, hum?
If oyu mean me, I dare not come.
3:The man in the wilderness asked me,
how many strawberries grew int he sea?
I answered him as I thought good,
As many red herrings grew in the wood.
4: A swarm of bees in May
Is worth a load of hay;
A swarm of bees in June
Is worth a silver spoon;
A swarm of bees in July
Is not worth a fly.
5: In the summer when the days are hot,
I like to find a shady spot,
And hardly move a single bit
And sit, and sit, and sit, and sit.
6: I love summer! Summer is hot.
It's sun and shade.
It's water to wade.
It's frogs and bugs.
It's grass for rugs.
It's eating outside.
It's a tree-swing ride.
It's tomatoes and corn.
It's dew in the morn.
It's dogs and boys
And lots of noise.
It's a hot sunny sky.
It's summer. That's why...
I love summer.
1: Cross patch, Draw the latch,
Sit by the fire and spin;
Take a cup, and drink it up,
And call your neighboors in.
2: There was an old woman who lived under the hill;
And if she's not gone, she lives there still.
Baked apples she sold, and cranberry pies,
And she's the old woman who never told lies.
3: Blow wind blow! and go mill go!
That the miller may grind his corn;
That the baker may take it and into rolls make it,
And send us some fresh in the morn.
4: when mary goes walking the autumn winds blow
the poplars they curtsey, The larches bend low.
The oaks and the beaches, their gold the fling down,
To make her a carpet, to make her a crown.
5: Oats, peas, beans, and barley grow.
Oats, peas, beans, and barley grow.
Do you or I or anyone know
how oats, peas, beans, and barley grow?
6:Vintery, mintery, cutery, corn,
Apple seed and apple thorn;
Wire, briar, limber lock,
Three geese in a flock.
One flew east,
And one flew west,
And one flew over the cuckoo's nest
7: Down, down!
Yellow and brown
The leaves are falling
Over the town.
8: "Come, little leaves," said the wind one day,
"Come o'er the meadows with me and play:
Put on your dresses of red and gold -
For summer is gone and the days grow cold.
9: Leaves in the autumn came tumbling down,
Scarlet and yellow, russet and brown,
Leaves in the garden were swept in a heap,
Trees were undressing ready for sleep.
10: A leaf is a letter from a tree
that writes in gold
"remember me".
11: All the leaves are falling down. Orange, green, red, and brown.
If you listen, you'll hear them say, "Wintertime is on it's way."
12: Oh, the frisky little squirrel he gathers nuts and seeds.
He hides them for the winter months so he'll have all he needs.
Oh, up-up-up he goes and down-down-down he comes.
He runs around - goes up and down, his work is never done.
1: The North wind doth blow, and we shall have snow.
And what will poor robin do then? Poor thing!
He'll sit in a barn and keep himself warm
And hide his head under his wing. Poor thing!
2: Jenny wren fell sick upon a merry time
along came redbreast and fed her cake and wine.
3: The robin came to the wrens nest
and keekit in, and keekit in
oh woe is me on your old pow
would you be in? would you be in?
for you shall never lie without, and me within, and me within,
as long as I have an old clout
to row you in, to row you in.
4: The snow fell gently all the night.
It made a blanket soft and white.
covered houses, flowers and ground
But did not make a single sound
5:bright little winter birds coming to feed,
one takes a crumb, another takes a seed.
Each takes a portion according to need,
good little winter birds teach us your creed.

6: I Heard a Bird Sing Oliver Herford
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December
A magical thing
And sweet to remember:
"We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,"
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.

7: “Every Winter, When the great sun has turned his face away, The earth goes down into a vale of grief, And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables" Charles Kingsley

8: I made myself a snow ball as perfect as could be
I thought I'd keep it as a pet and let it sleep with me
I made it some pajamas and a pillow for it's head
Then, last night it ran away
But first -- it wet the bed. -
Shel Silverstein

Pagan Holidays and Peaceful Themes.
1:The fair maid, who, on the first of may
goes to the fields at break of day
and bathes in dew from the hawthron tree
will ever strong and handsome be.
2: Ride a cock-horse to banbury cross,
To see an old lady upon a white horse,
Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes,
And so she makes music whereever she goes.
3: Merry go the bells, and merry do they ring,
Merry was myself, and merry did I sing;
With a merry ding-dong, ding-a-ling, dee
And a merry sing song, merry let us be
Waddle goes your gait, and hollow are your hose,
noodle goes you pate, and noodling is your nose;
merry is your  sing song, ding-a-ling, dee
And a merry ding-dong, merry let us be.
Merry have we met, and merry have we been,
Merry let us part, and merry meet again;
With a merry ding-dong, ding-a-ling, dee
And a merry sing song, merry let us be
4: Swing our hands,
swing our hands,
swing our hands together.
Swing our hands,
swing our hands,
swing our hands in our circle now.
(song continues, each verse: tap our toes, shake our heads,
move our hips, bend our legs,
stomp our feet, clap our hands.)

5: Red is the color of power and love,
Orange is the color of energy from above,
Yellow is the color of our bright minds,
Green is harmony our heart finds,
Blue makes us serene and mild,
Purple is the spirit within you, child.
White is pure as the morning light,
Silver is peaceful like the full moon bright.
Gold is the power of the body and mind,
Black is the banisher of bad things we find. -wyntre
6: Searching for Gold Jean Warren
Look beneath the freckles
Look beneath the grin
Look for that which sparkles
Buried deep within.

Look beyond the whining
Look beyond the tears
Look beyond the runny nose
The frowns, the mess, the fears.

Search for that which glitters
Treasures to unfold
Search beneath the surface
Search and find the gold!

7: Colors- Shel Silverstein
My skin is kind of sort of brownish, pinkish, yellowish, white.
My eyes are greyish blueing green, but I'm told they look orange in the night.
My hair is reddish blondish brown, but its silver when its wet.
And all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.

8: Fly, fly, fly 'round the universe
Fly, fly, fly 'round the earth
Fly, fly, fly 'round the universe
Fly, fly, fly 'round the earth.

My feathers touch my brother.
My feathers touch my brother.
Circle, circle, circle, circle,
Circle to my brother.

Fly, fly, fly 'round the universe
Fly, fly, fly 'round the earth.
9: Home Nicole Willis
The sky is home to the birds and the bees,
Flying high above the trees.
The sea is home to the fish and the whales,
Splishing and splashing their tails.
The land is home to the deer and the bears,
Walking and running here and there.
The earth is home to you and me,
We are one big family.

10: Drop a Pebble in the Water James W. Foley
Drop a pebble in the water: just a splash, and it is gone;
But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on,
Spreading, spreading from the center, flowing on out to the sea.
And there is no way of telling where the end is going to be.

Drop a pebble in the water: in a minute you forget,
But there's little waves a-flowing, and there's ripples circling yet,
And those little waves a-flowing to a great big wave have grown;
You've disturbed a mighty river just by dropping in a stone.

Drop an unkind word, or careless: in a minute it is gone;
But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on.
They keep spreading, spreading, spreading from the center as they go,
And there is no way to stop them, once you've started them to flow.

Drop an unkind word, or careless: in a minute you forget;
But there's little waves a-flowing, and there's ripples circling yet,
And perhaps in some sad heart a mighty wave of tears you've stirred,
And disturbed a life was happy ere you dropped that unkind word.

Drop a word of cheer and kindness: just a flash and it is gone;
But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on,
Bearing hope and joy and comfort on each splashing, dashing wave
Till you wouldn't believe the volume of the one kind word you gave.

Drop a word of cheer and kindness: in a minute you forget;
But there's gladness still a-swelling, and there's joy acircling yet,
And you've rolled a wave of comfort whose sweet music can be heard
Over miles and miles of water just by dropping one kind word.


Faeries, animals, and magic things
1: Said the 1st little faerie
"I'm thristy as can be"
Said the 2nd little faerie
"I'm hungry too, dear me"
Said the 3rd little faerie
"who'll tell us wear to go?"
Said the 4th little faerie
"i'm sure that I don't know"
Said the 5th little faerie
"lets brew some dew drop tea"
so they sipped it and ate honey beneath the maple tree.
2: Of all the gay birds that I e'er did see,
the owl is fairest by far to me;
For all the day long she sits on a tree.
And when the night comes, flies away she.
to-whit, to-whoo, sir knave to you
Her song is well sung, to-whit, to-whoo.
3: Friday's night dream
On the Saturday told,
Is sure to come true,
Be it never so old
4: A wise old owl lived in an Oak.
The more he heard, the less he spoke.
The less he spoke, the more he heard.
Why aren't we all like that wise old bird?
5:In the meadow -what is in the meadow?
Bluebells, buttercups. meadowsweet,
and fairy rings for children's feet,
In the meadow.
6: Come to the window,
My baby, with me,
And look at the stars
That shine on the sea!
There are two little stars
That play bo-peep
With two little fish
Far down in the deep;
And two little frogs
Cry "Neap, neap, neap;"
I see a dear baby
That should be asleep.
7:The hart, he loves the high wood;
The hare, she loves the hill;
The knight, he loves his bright sword;
The lady loves her will.
8: A little elf
Sat in a tree
Painting leaves
To throw at me.

Leaves of yellow
And leaves of red
Came tumbling down
About my head.

9: Ladybugs all dressed in red
Strolling through the flowerbed.
If I were tiny just like you
I'd creep among the flowers too!

10: This little bunny has two pink eyes.
This little bunny is very wise.
This little bunny is soft as silk.
This little bunny is white as milk.
This little bunny nibbles away
At cabbages and carrots the livelong day!

11: Stepping over stepping stones,
One, two, three.
Stepping over stepping stones,
Come with me.
The river's very fast,
And the river's very wide,
We'll step across on stepping stones,
And reach the other side.


1: Out with the baby teeth
In with the new
Brush every day

2: Bubbles, bubbles, large and small,
Sailing through the air.
I reach out to catch one
And POP!
It isn't there.

3: The more you read, The more you know.
The more you know, The smarter you grow.
The smarter you grow, The stronger your voice,
When speaking your mind or making your choice.

4: Zero, two, four, six, eight
Being even is just great.
One, three, five, seven, nine
Being odd is just fine

An it harm none, do what ye will.