Published: September 06, 2018
Rain is falling all around It falls on field and tree It rains on the umbrella here And on the ships at sea
In April, Come he will, In May, Sing all day, In June, Change his tune, In July, Prepare to fly, In August, Go he must!
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow
What does little birdie say, In her nest at peep of day? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away, Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger. So she rests a little longer, Then she flies away.
I love to wake to each new day, And brush my dreams Of night away, And look out through my window wide To see what weather is outside, And wonder what exciting thing This shining, un-used day Will bring.
Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you; But when the leaves hang trembling, The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I; But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky. When the blazing sun is gone, When he nothing shines upon, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. Then the traveler in the dark, Thanks you for your tiny spark, He could not see which way to go, If you did not twinkle so. In the dark blue sky you keep, And often through my curtains peep, For you never shut you eye, Till the sun is in the sky. As your bright and tiny spark, Lights the traveler in the dark- Though I know not what you are, Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
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.
March wind, here it comes Marching in with all its drums. See it skip and whip through town, Tangled branches tumbling down. March wind, hear it shout: I'm breathing in and breathing out. And if you're patient, then one day I'll even blow some spring your way.
Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after.
Runs through the town, Upstairs,downstairs. In his nightgown. Rapping at the Window, Crying through the lock, "Are the children in their beds, For now it`s eight o'clock?"
Never give up Never lose hope. Always have faith, It allows you to cope. Trying times will pass, As they always do. Just have patience, Your dreams will come true. So put on a smile, You’ll live through your pain. Know it will pass, And strength you will gain.