September Poems
School
It's time for school to start again
And most ways, that's alright.
There's lots of things we want to learn
Like how to read and write.
I think that I would like it fine
If they would change one rule,
So all the girls and boys like me
Could take their pets to school.
—Ruth McFadden Svec
Back To School
It's now back to school time
The year is brand new.
I had a great summer,
How about you?
I went on some picnics
And had lots of fun.
I swam at the beach
In the warm, summer sun,
But now that school's started
I hardly can wait
To make all new friends.
This school year should be great!
—Deborah Garmon
How Do Apples Grow?
Apples are a special treat.
They are both sweet and tart.
But do you know how apples grow?
And how they get their start?
In spring they are just little buds
That soon turn into flowers.
Then tiny apples form and grow,
Helped by the sun and rain showers.
All summer they grow bigger
And ripen on the trees,
And in the fall we pick them
In the crisp, cool autumn breeze.
—Deborah Garmon
Picking Apples
We ride on the wagon
And giggle at each bump
Up to the orchard
Then out we jump
We pick our apples
Right off the tree
Then put them in a bag
One, two, three
We carry them home
Then pile them high
Maybe tomorrow
We'll make apple pie!
—Sheila Forsyth
The Constitution
The Constitution set down a design
For the way our country should run
By creating three branches of government
Instead of having just one.
The legislative branch makes the laws.
Our Congress is the one in charge here.
It's careful to protect the rights and freedoms
That we hold so dear.
The executive branch tries to make sure
That the people follow these laws.
Our President, his Cabinet and the Vice President, too
All work to succeed with this cause.
The judicial branch looks at these laws
With its courts, judges, and then
Makes decisions about the meaning
Of these laws for women and men
—Sheila Forsyth
All Kinds Of Wind
The wind starts out quite gently
And whispers through the trees.
It blows so soft and quietly
We call this wind a breeze.
But when the wind blows harder
And it begins to rain
And leaves fall off the swaying trees
This is a hurricane.
When winds begin to twirl and spin
And lift things from the ground
We call this a tornado
It swirls around and round.
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