Monday’s child is fair of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace,
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go,
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child works hard for a living,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.
Two Little Travellers Two stories about two little girls who go on big journeys. Meet Annie and Maggie. These stories are a little...
“I’ll tell you how the leaves came down,”The great tree to his children said,“You’re getting sleepy, Yellow and Brown,Yes, very...
A fall poem by Helen Hunt Jackson November woods are bare and still;November days are clear and bright;Each noon burns up the...
A lovely autumn poem by Robert Louis Stevenson In the other gardensAnd all up the vale,From the autumn bonfiresSee the smoke trail!In...
An autumn poem for children by Ellen Robena Field Golden and red treesNod to the soft breeze,As it whispers, “Winter is...
