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Read, play and have fun! Spring Time
Read, play and have fun! Spring Time Spring Time |
 Spring is one of the four seasons of the solar year,it is the alarm clock of nature after the long winter sleep, it is perfume, colour, sound it is soft, fresh, and tickle the nose it is green, pink, blue, white it is a swallow and the wind from the South, it is to love and be loved, it is time to go outside and run on the meadows, to make pic-nic and long walks. On March the 21, Spring starts and the whole world celebrates the World Day of Poetry. Since 1999, on UNESCO's initiative, on occasion of the Equinox, we all are invited to celebrate the old art of Poetry. Different and, at the meantime, very simple the ways to celebrate it: a dinner with friends, following rhythm of poetries, an afternoon appointment, children sitting in circle, songs, counting rhyme . A little time spent to seek poetries and counting rhyme and good spring mood is assured. ... here is some poetry to be learned and read together A Sure Sign by Evaleen Stein When you see upon the walk Circles newly made of chalk, And around them all the day Little boys in eager play Rolling marbles, agates fine, Banded, polished, red as wine, Marbles crystal as the dew, Each with rainbows twisted through, Marbles gay in painted clay, Flashing, twinkling in your way, When the walk has blossomed so, Surely every one must know None need wonder who has heard Robin, wren, or Peter-bird; Sure the sign as song or wing, It is spring! 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. The First Red-Bird by Evaleen Stein I heard a song at daybreak, So honey-sweet and clear, The essence of all joyous things Seemed mingling in its cheer. The frosty world about me I searched with eager gaze, But all was slumber-bound and wrapped In violet-tinted haze. Then suddenly a sunbeam Shot slanting o'er the hill, And once again from out the sky I heard that honied trill. And there upon a poplar, Poised at its topmost height, I saw a little singer clad In scarlet plumage bright. The poplar branches quivered, By dawn winds lightly blown, And like a breeze-swept poppy-flower The red-bird rocked and shone. The blue sky, and his feathers Flashed o'er by golden light, Oh, all my heart with rapture thrilled, It was so sweet a sight! ... here there are some drawing to be coloured with Spring colours  disegni da colorare 
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