Spring is the most awaited time of the year. Winter has been going on for so long, and now, finally, the first rays of the gentle sun are awakening nature from its winter sleep.
Cheerful and playful poems about spring for children happily convey the spring mood of sunny days, murmuring streams and the approaching summer. Small children's poems in vivid images tell about spring natural phenomena. These are the first buds, the arrival of birds and, of course, green grass and yellow sun.
Spring
Spring has come to the dacha again.
The sun is rejoicing. The day has grown.
And only the icicles cry,
Regretting the winter and frost.
G. Novitskaya
Ding-ding-ding
“Ding-ding-ding,” the drops sing.
“La-la-la,” the starling sings.
Ding-la-la! In fact:
The end of winter has come!
V. Stepanov
Snowdrop
Snowdrop next to the pine tree
Looks at the sky - light, gentle
What snowflakes are petals!
Don't reach out to him -
Suddenly the petals melt!..
Ivan Emelyanov
Sparrow
Sparrow ruffled
Feathers-
Alive and healthy
And unharmed.
Catches the March
Sun
With every feather
Yours.
V. Orlov
Scattered winter
They're still standing around
The trees are bare,
And drops from the roof
They're dripping funny.
Winter somewhere
Ran away in panic
And very bad
Turned on the taps.
In the clearing, by the path
Blades of grass are breaking through.
A stream runs from the hillock.
And there is snow under the tree.
Zakhoder B.
Buds swell in spring
In the spring the buds swelled,
And the leaves hatched.
Look at the maple branches:
How many green noses!
T. Dmitriev
If the snow is melting everywhere
If the snow is melting everywhere,
The day is getting longer
If everything turns green
And a stream rings in the fields,
If the wind gets warmer,
If the birds can't sleep,
If the sun shines brighter,
This means spring has come to us.
E. Karganova
Spring
Waking up from sleep,
Spring with a soft brush
Draws buds on the branches
In the fields there are chains of rooks,
Above the revived foliage -
The first stroke of a thunderstorm,
And in the shade of the transparent garden -
Lilac bush near the fence.
Victor Lunin
The sun whispers
The sun whispers to a leaf:
- Don’t be shy, my dear!
And takes it from the kidney
For a green forelock
Vladimir Orlov
Spring months
Spring has a cheerful start -
March is on the threshold.
The drops are ringing merrily -
April is already rushing towards us.
May is quickly catching up with them,
He greets everyone with flowers.
Full of light and joy
All three months of spring.
Elena Erato
March
It's frost
Those puddles are blue,
It's a blizzard
Those are sunny days.
On the hills
Snow spots
Hiding from the sun
In the shadow.
Above the ground-
goose chain,
On the ground -
The stream woke up
And winter shows
Bud
Naughty, green
Tongue.
V. Orlov
Spring singers
Spring has a cheerful start -
March is already on the threshold,
Sky blue river,
The ships in it are clouds,
The starlings sing together like this,
They are spring singers,
And everything blooms around -
Spring is walking across the earth.
Elena Erato
To mom
I'll plant a sprout in a pot,
I'll put it on the window.
Hurry, sprout,
Open the flower -
I really, really need him.
The winds will rush outside the window
With a snowy winter,
But it will be higher
Every day:
Grow my flower!
When according to the calendar
The time of spring will come,
Eighth of March
I'll give my mother my flower!
Vera Shugraeva
Gift for mom
I love my mother.
I'll give her a gift.
I made the gift myself
From paper with paints.
I'll give it to my mom
Hugging tenderly.
Olga Chusovitina
March
All winter
White snow
Belel,
And in March I took
And turned black.
Turned black with frustration
What people
The sun is welcome!
Mikhail Sadovsky
In April
The first sunny day
The spring breeze is blowing.
The sparrows had fun
In these warm hours,
And the icicles shed tears
And they hung their noses.
V. Orlov
In the April forest
It's nice in the forest in April:
Smells like leafy leaves,
Different birds sing,
They build nests in trees;
Lungwort in the clearings
He strives to go out to the sun,
Morels between the herbs
Raise the caps;
The buds of the branches swell,
The leaves are breaking through,
Start to ant
Fix your palaces.
G.Ladonshchikov
Martin
The Swallow flew away
Far away...
Come back, Swallow!
It's April.
Come back, Swallow!
Not alone:
Let it be with you, Swallow,
Spring is coming!
Boris Zakhoder
In the meadow
The forests in the distance are more visible,
Blue skies
More noticeable and blacker
There is a stripe on the arable land,
And children's sounds are louder
Voices above the meadow.
Spring is passing by
But where is she herself?
Chu, a clear voice is heard,
Isn't this spring?
No, it's loud, subtle
A wave gurgles in the stream...
A. Blok
Admire spring is coming
Look, spring is coming,
Cranes fly in a caravan.
The day is drowning in bright gold,
And the streams rustle through the ravines...
Soon you will have guests,
Look how many nests they will build!
What sounds, what songs will flow
Day after day from dawn to dusk!
I. S. Nikitin
Victory Day
What is Victory Day?
This is the morning parade:
Tanks and missiles are coming,
A line of soldiers is marching.
What is Victory Day?
This is a festive fireworks display:
Fireworks fly into the sky
Scattering here and there.
What is Victory Day?
These are songs at the table,
These are speeches and conversations,
This is my grandfather's album.
These are fruits and sweets,
These are the smells of spring...
What is Victory Day?
This means no war.
A. A. Usachev
Spring color
Spring is just around the corner!
After the bitter cold of winter
Wakes up from sleep
All nature. Even puddles
The ice won't cover overnight
The sun drives winter away!
The kidneys swell with juice,
And green leaves
Soon in the breeze
They'll play! In the meantime
Colors of the sun by the river
The lights have appeared!
All! The frost is over!
Mimosas are blooming!
Vadim Kosovitsky
Children's drawing "Spring"
I'm writing about spring
Your own poem.
Spring - when the drops ring
And you can hear birds singing.
/N. Antipina/
The arrival of spring
When spring comes to us,
Wildlife has no time to sleep.
Spring is clear, spring is red,
Foliage grew from the buds,
Grass grows from under the ground,
There is blue in the pale sky.
A starling flew to us from the south.
Starling is an honored singer.
We can't understand his song,
But, having guessed, you can know:
He glorifies spring to us,
And with it joy, beauty.
Spring, come soon!
Spring, come
Spring, come,
When will it come
Tender May?
When in the fields
Will the tractors hum?
When will he come
Sowing time?
When will the trees
Will they wear an outfit?
Spring, come
After all, everyone is happy to see you!
/A. Mushta/
Gifts of spring
What, Spring, have you brought?
And spring answered:
- Brought
I tell you guys
Watering cans, rakes
And shoulder blades
The first snowdrops
Yellow birdhouses.
I brought you rooks,
And starlings and finches.
And any stream carries
A whole fleet of boats.
And I also brought
Lots of light and warmth
Jumping and tag,
New counting rhymes.
All the guys were surprised:
Sticky buds in the forest,
Grass at the edge
And on Masha’s nose
First freckles.
/G. Sapgir/
“Ding-ding-ding,” the drops sing.
“La-la-la,” the starling sings.
Ding-la-la! In fact:
The end of winter has come!
/IN. Stepanov/
Waking up from sleep,
Spring with a soft brush
Draws buds on the branches,
There are chains of rooks in the fields,
Above the revived foliage -
The first stroke of a thunderstorm,
And in the shade of the transparent garden -
Lilac bush near the fence.
/IN. Lunin/
Spring, spring.
Streams flow
Spring, spring.
The rooks are flying,
Spring, spring.
Flowers are blooming
Spring came,
How glad we are!
Spring
The sun shines brightly,
But it's cold at night.
The children are happy
That spring has come.
The snow has already melted,
It's raining lightly.
The birds are flying in
Voices are heard.
The buds are swelling
And there are flowers in the grass!
The first snowdrops -
Heralds of spring.
/AND. Ovchinnikov/
Spring is coming
It was sunny in the morning
And very warm.
The lake is wide
It was flowing through the yard.
It was freezing at noon,
Winter has come again
The lake has lingered
A crust of glass.
I split the thin
Sounding glass
The lake is wide
It started leaking again.
Passers-by say:
- Spring is coming! -
And this is me working
Breaking the ice.
/A. Barto/
March 8
I love March 8
And the sun at dawn,
The steps of an alarming spring
And screams in the yard.
Everyone is preparing for the holiday,
Husbands bring flowers
Everything merges in one moment
Happy bustle.
At a nearby hairdresser
Fashionable forest hairstyles:
All the beauties come out
Like angels from heaven.
Everywhere is warm and cheerful,
Streams run all around,
On sunny thawed patches
The sisars coo.
Spring morning
I wanted to sleep a little
But I saw light in the window.
Ray - warm palm
The sun reached out to me.
And whispered in my ear:
- Throw off the blanket quickly.
Are you tired of sleep?
Get up -
So much to do!
The cherries are blooming -
Sweet aroma.
Like an embroidered shirt
Our spring garden.
/IN. Nesterenko/
Spring has cast a spell,
scurried everywhere -
drowned, drowned the snow,
filled the streams
and dispersed the ice,
then the meadows turned green.
From each kidney
cut out the leaves,
dressed the bird cherry in color,
and then in the woods
fell asleep under a hummock
and slept there for a whole year.
/N. Stolyarova/
Spring chores
When March ended,
We didn't waste time:
Having taken out shovels somewhere,
They ran to the flower beds.
There we had to dig
Trees and bushes,
And then into the loose soil
Plant more flowers.
I had to do it more than once - not twice - not three
Run to your home
So that our flowers grow -
Water the soil with water.
These days were not in vain,
Now we wait with hope,
When will the flowers appear?
In the flower beds under the window.
Spring came
Buds swell in spring
And the leaves hatched.
Look at the maple branches -
How many green noses!
/T. Dmitriev/
Spring Cavalry
Not a drop of spring
Breaks through the ice -
It's on the offensive
The cavalry is coming.
Met by the birds
In the early hours,
Clacks its hooves
Spring cavalry.
And not a bit at all
Dripping all around -
Small sabers
They sparkle with silver.
Agile in the snow
The cavalry is flying
Leaving black
Hoof pits.
/IN. Orlov/
Snowdrop woke up
Merry April smiled,
He sang, started shouting, played,
The snowdrop woke up from the noise
And he stood up in a thawed patch.
It smelled, smelled delicious,
The snowdrop was barely audible:
“Thank you April, thank you
For waking me up."
/AND. Belyakov/
Spring is coming to us
Spring is coming to us
With quick steps,
And the snowdrifts melt under her feet.
Black thawed patches
Visible in the fields.
You can see very warm feet in spring.
/AND. Tokmakova/
If the snow is melting everywhere,
The day is getting longer
If everything turns green
And a stream rings in the fields,
If the wind gets warmer,
If the birds can't sleep,
If the sun shines brighter,
This means spring has come to us.
/E. Karganova/
Vesna and her sister
Spring has finally come to us,
Nature has awakened from sleep.
The grass is green on the ground,
The leaves are blooming timidly.
Everywhere is fun, colorful, bright.
It gradually gets hot:
Spring gives way to her sister's throne,
After all, she is no longer the ruler.
And her younger sister, Summer,
Fills this vacancy.
There is something childish in the manner,
Judge by the consequences:
End of school,
Other events
Adventure awaits us all
Fun, entertainment.
Morning poems
It is so pleasant -
Wake up
And stand up
And blue skies
You can see in the window
And find out again
That spring is everywhere,
What is the morning and the sun
More beautiful than a dream!
/ I. Maznin/
Hello, first grass of spring!
How did you bloom? Are you happy about the warmth?
I know you have fun and crowd there,
They work together in every corner.
Put out a leaf or a blue flower
Every young stub is in a hurry
Earlier than the willow from tender buds
The first one will show a green leaf.
/WITH. Gorodetsky/
Spring rain
It's still light in front of the window,
The sun shines through the gaps in the clouds,
And the sparrow with its wing,
Swimming in the sand, it trembles.And from heaven to earth,
The curtain moves, swinging,
And as if in gold dust
Behind it stands the edge of the forest.Two drops splashed onto the glass,
The linden trees smell of fragrant honey,
And something came to the garden,
Drumming on fresh leaves.
Martin
T the grass is turning green,
The sun is shining;
Swallow with spring
It flies towards us in the canopy.With her the sun is more beautiful
And spring is sweeter...
Chirp out of the way
Greetings to us soon!I'll give you some grains;
And you sing a song
What from distant countries
I brought it with me.
/A. Pleshcheev/
The appearance of spring
Spring sends greetings with a smile
Awakened nature;
Everything after winter storms and troubles
I sighed in freedom.
Helplessly angry and grumbling,
Winter, evil old woman,
Runs from the hot ray
Burning under the sun.
/L. Modzalevsky/
In early spring
Goo-goo pigeons
We sat down near the ice hole.
Cooed:
- Gul-gul...
The river sang:
- Bul-bul...
The snow melted in the meadows, in the fields,
Doves of the night,
On coastal poplars
The buds are swollen
At the spring ice hole
Doves doves.
/A. Prokofiev/
Spring
Another week will fly by
And March will ring in drops.
April will come with flowers for him,
And the sun will flood the earth.
Through the groves and parks nightingales
Concerts will begin again.
/IN. Kudlachev/
March
The snow is no longer the same -
He darkened in the field.
The ice on the lakes is cracked,
It's like they split it.
The clouds are moving faster.
The sky became higher.
The sparrow chirped
Have fun on the roof.
It's getting darker every day
Stitches and paths
And on the willows with silver
The earrings glow.
/WITH. Marshak/
April
April! April!
Drops are ringing in the yard.
Streams run through the fields,
There are puddles on the roads.
The ants will come out soon
After the winter cold.
A bear sneaks through
Through thick dead wood.
The birds began to sing songs
And the snowdrop blossomed.
/WITH. Marshak/
May
The lily of the valley bloomed in May
On the holiday itself - on the first day.
Seeing off May with flowers,
The lilac is blooming.
/WITH. Marshak/
Spring
The evil blizzard has passed away.
The night became shorter than the day.
A warm wind blows from the south,
Drops fall, ringing. The sun warms the earth,
Ice is driving off our hill.
The snow woman is melting
And tears flow in streams.
/G. Ladonshchikov/
The days are fine
Similar to holidays
And in the sky there is a warm sun,
Cheerful and kind.
All the rivers overflow
All the buds are opening,
Winter has gone with the cold,
The snowdrifts became puddles.
Having left the southern countries,
The friendly birds have returned.
On every branch there are squirrels
They sit and clean their feathers.
The time of spring has come,
It's time to bloom.
And that means the mood
It's spring for everyone!
/M. Plyatskovsky/
Revival
Slightly winged spring
It will blow with joy,
The old man comes to life
The heart becomes younger;
Subdued dreams
They tear away the shackles,
Like young flowers
Dressing up for updates,
And golden dreams of love,
Falling over the eyelids,
Illuminated again and again
Rainbow of hope.
/A. Bestuzhev/
Spring is coming
Spring is coming! Spring is coming!
Wonderful aroma of flowers,
The restless chirping of birds,
The babbling of young streams
Sounds so sweet and fun!
And I want to sing loudly,
And fly with the birds
To the blissful land of my dreams,
Where there is plenty of bright beauty!
/E. Tabrina/
Bird cherry
Bird cherry fragrant
Bloomed with spring
And golden branches,
What curls, curled.
And satin tassels
Under the pearls of dew
They burn like clear earrings
The girl has beauty.
And nearby, by the thawed patch,
In the grass between the stones,
The little one runs and flows
Silver stream.
/WITH. Yesenin/
Spring came!
The birds are singing
Spring is carried on wings.
The sun is shining,
Warms the earth.
He kicks the guys out of the house.
Everyone is celebrating spring today!
/I. Mom/
Cold Spring
Spring is already on the calendar,
But there are puddles everywhere in the yard,
And the garden is empty and bare.
Everywhere water flows like a river,
It's high time to plant leftovers
In the flower beds in front of the school.
We bought the seeds a long time ago
And suddenly - cold spring.
/A. Barto/
Offender
Cries bitterly
Snowman
Who offended him?
Something like this
I haven't seen it before.
Well, I'm already completely limp.
Tears flow like hail.
I told him: “Stop,
Well, don't cry, don't!
You're probably asleep
Out of your element?
And I heard:
“It’s spring.
All her tricks!
/N. Knushevitskaya/
Spring is coming!
A gentle breeze blows a little,
And the mornings are cool.
And the thin ice breaks
In the wilderness of an awakened garden.
But then the sun rises -
And now the ice has already melted.
And a joyful flock of birds
Shouts: “Spring! Spring is coming!"
Here the first stream ran,
And the snow disappears everywhere
And the nimble, ringing sparrow
Reminds us of spring.
/ABOUT. Rock/
Spring looks like an angel
The drops ring like a bell,
And the rays are like arrows of the sun
They fly to the ground and into passers-by.
And how the birds chirp in paradise,
Trees in the form of clouds
Smiles light up faces
And we enter the spring alcove.
/L. Kuzminskaya/
Spring came…
To the sound of a babbling stream,
To the wondrous songs of the larks
Spring has arrived in all its glory
A beautiful, innocent child.
The cold won't last long
It remains to rule over spring,
After all, every day here and there
She is replete with her beauty.
And warming the day with warmth,
Spring has revived nature.
And under the drops the chime will ring
I gave the first snowdrop.
Spreading out a bunch of emeralds,
Spring will clothe all the trees,
And the delicate scent of flowers
Merges with the nightingale's trill.
I'll remember winter again
Seeing snow in early May,
Trees in white silver
But the silver of flowers does not melt!
Today I have prepared for you a wonderful selection of poems about spring for kindergarten children.
The poems are funny and perky. 🙂 They wonderfully convey the spring mood.
Some poems are small, some are larger. So they can be learned with both kids and older children.
Spring G. Novitskaya
Spring has come to the dacha again.
The sun is rejoicing. The day has grown.
And only the icicles cry,
Regretting the winter and frost.
Ding-ding-ding V. Stepanov
“Ding-ding-ding,” the drops sing.
“La-la-la,” the starling sings.
Ding-la-la! In fact:
The end of winter has come!
Sparrow V. Orlov
The sparrow ruffled his feathers -
Alive, healthy and unharmed.
The March sun is catching
With each feather.
Scattered winter B. Zakhoder
They're still standing around
The trees are bare,
And drops from the roof
They're dripping funny.
Winter somewhere
Ran away in panic
And very bad
Turned on the taps.
In the clearing, by the path
Blades of grass are breaking through.
A stream runs from the hillock.
And there is snow under the tree.
Buds swell in spring T. Dmitriev
In the spring the buds swelled,
And the leaves hatched.
Look at the maple branches:
How many green noses!
If the snow is melting everywhere E. Karganova
If the snow is melting everywhere,
The day is getting longer
If everything turns green
And a stream rings in the fields,
If the wind gets warmer,
If the birds can't sleep,
If the sun shines brighter,
This means spring has come to us.
Spring V. Lunin
Waking up from sleep,
Spring with a soft brush
Draws buds on the branches,
In the fields there are chains of rooks,
Above the revived foliage -
The first stroke of a thunderstorm,
And in the shade of the transparent garden -
Lilac bush near the fence.
The sun whispers V. Orlov
The sun whispers to a leaf:
- Don’t be shy, my dear!
And takes it from the kidney
For the green forelock.
Spring months E. Erato
Spring has a cheerful start -
March is on the threshold.
The drops are ringing merrily -
April is already rushing towards us.
May is quickly catching up with them,
He greets everyone with flowers.
Full of light and joy
All three months of spring.
Mart V. Orlov
Now it’s frost, now there are blue puddles,
Sometimes there is a snowstorm, sometimes there are sunny days.
There are snow spots on the hills
Hiding from the sun in the shade.
Above the ground is a goose chain,
On the ground - a stream woke up,
And the kidney shows winter
Mischievous, green tongue.
Spring singers E. Erato
Spring has a cheerful start -
March is already on the threshold,
Sky blue river,
The ships in it are clouds,
The starlings sing together like this,
They are spring singers,
And everything blooms around -
Spring is walking across the earth.
Martin B. Zakhoder
The Swallow flew away
Far away.
Come back, Swallow!
It's April.
Come back, Swallow!
Not alone:
Let it be with you, Swallow,
Spring is coming!
Look, spring is coming I. S. Nikitin
Look, spring is coming,
Cranes fly in a caravan.
The day is drowning in bright gold,
And the streams rustle through the ravines...
Soon you will have guests,
Look how many nests they will build!
What sounds, what songs will flow
Day after day from dawn to dusk!
Spring color V. Kosovitsky
Spring is just around the corner!
After the bitter cold of winter
Wakes up from sleep
All nature. Even puddles
The ice won't cover it overnight
The sun drives winter away!
The kidneys swell with juice,
And green leaves
Soon in the breeze
They'll play! In the meantime
Colors of the sun by the river
The lights have appeared!
All! The frost is over!
Mimosas are blooming!
Spring is the most awaited time of the year. Winter has been going on for so long, and now, finally, the first rays of the gentle sun are awakening nature from its winter sleep.
Cheerful and playful poems about spring for children happily convey the spring mood of sunny days, murmuring streams and the approaching summer. Small children's poems about spring tell about spring natural phenomena in vivid images. These are the first buds, the arrival of birds and, of course, green grass and yellow sun.
Spring
Spring has come to the dacha again.
The sun is rejoicing. The day has grown.
And only the icicles cry,
Regretting the winter and frost.
G. Novitskaya
Ding-ding-ding
“Ding-ding-ding,” the drops sing.
“La-la-la,” the starling sings.
Ding-la-la! In fact:
The end of winter has come!
V. Stepanov
Snowdrop
Snowdrop next to the pine tree
Looks at the sky - light, gentle
What snowflakes are petals!
Don't reach out to him -
Suddenly the petals melt!..
Ivan Emelyanov
Sparrow
Sparrow ruffled
Feathers-
Alive and healthy
And unharmed.
Catches the March
Sun
With every feather
Yours.
V. Orlov
Scattered winter
They're still standing around
The trees are bare,
And drops from the roof
They're dripping funny.
Winter somewhere
Ran away in panic
And very bad
Turned on the taps.
In the clearing, by the path
Blades of grass are breaking through.
A stream runs from the hillock.
And there is snow under the tree.
Zakhoder B.
Buds swell in spring
In the spring the buds swelled,
And the leaves hatched.
Look at the maple branches:
How many green noses!
T. Dmitriev
If the snow is melting everywhere
If the snow is melting everywhere,
The day is getting longer
If everything turns green
And a stream rings in the fields,
If the wind gets warmer,
If the birds can't sleep,
If the sun shines brighter,
This means spring has come to us.
E. Karganova
Spring
Waking up from sleep,
Spring with a soft brush
Draws buds on the branches
In the fields there are chains of rooks,
Above the revived foliage -
The first stroke of a thunderstorm,
And in the shade of the transparent garden -
Lilac bush near the fence.
Victor Lunin
The sun whispers
The sun whispers to a leaf:
- Don’t be shy, my dear!
And takes it from the kidney
For a green forelock
Vladimir Orlov
Spring months
Spring has a cheerful start -
March is on the threshold.
The drops are ringing merrily -
April is already rushing towards us.
May is quickly catching up with them,
He greets everyone with flowers.
Full of light and joy
All three months of spring.
Elena Erato
March
It's frost
Those puddles are blue,
It's a blizzard
Those are sunny days.
On the hills
Snow spots
Hiding from the sun
In the shadow.
Above the ground-
goose chain,
On the ground -
The stream woke up
And winter shows
Bud
Naughty, green
Tongue.
V. Orlov
Spring singers
Spring has a cheerful start -
March is already on the threshold,
Sky blue river,
The ships in it are clouds,
The starlings sing together like this,
They are spring singers,
And everything blooms around -
Spring is walking across the earth.
Elena Erato
To mom
I'll plant a sprout in a pot,
I'll put it on the window.
Hurry, sprout,
Open the flower -
I really, really need him.
The winds will rush outside the window
With a snowy winter,
But it will be higher
Every day:
Grow my flower!
When according to the calendar
The time of spring will come,
Eighth of March
I'll give my mother my flower!
Vera Shugraeva
Gift for mom
I love my mother.
I'll give her a gift.
I made the gift myself
From paper with paints.
I'll give it to my mom
Hugging tenderly.
Olga Chusovitina
March
All winter
White snow
Belel,
And in March I took
And turned black.
Turned black with frustration
What people
The sun is welcome!
Mikhail Sadovsky
In April
The first sunny day
The spring breeze is blowing.
The sparrows had fun
In these warm hours,
And the icicles shed tears
And they hung their noses.
V. Orlov
In the April forest
It's nice in the forest in April:
Smells like leafy leaves,
Different birds sing,
They build nests in trees;
Lungwort in the clearings
He strives to go out to the sun,
Morels between the herbs
Raise the caps;
The buds of the branches swell,
The leaves are breaking through,
Start to ant
Fix your palaces.
G.Ladonshchikov
Martin
The Swallow flew away
Far away...
Come back, Swallow!
It's April.
Come back, Swallow!
Not alone:
Let it be with you, Swallow,
Spring is coming!
Boris Zakhoder
In the meadow
The forests in the distance are more visible,
Blue skies
More noticeable and blacker
There is a stripe on the arable land,
And children's sounds are louder
Voices above the meadow.
Spring is passing by
But where is she herself?
Chu, a clear voice is heard,
Isn't this spring?
No, it's loud, subtle
A wave gurgles in the stream...
A. Blok
Admire spring is coming
Look, spring is coming,
Cranes fly in a caravan.
The day is drowning in bright gold,
And the streams rustle through the ravines...
Soon you will have guests,
Look how many nests they will build!
What sounds, what songs will flow
Day after day from dawn to dusk!
I. S. Nikitin
Victory Day
What is Victory Day?
This is the morning parade:
Tanks and missiles are coming,
A line of soldiers is marching.
What is Victory Day?
This is a festive fireworks display:
Fireworks fly into the sky
Scattering here and there.
What is Victory Day?
These are songs at the table,
These are speeches and conversations,
This is my grandfather's album.
These are fruits and sweets,
These are the smells of spring...
What is Victory Day?
This means no war.
A. A. Usachev
Spring color
Spring is just around the corner!
After the bitter cold of winter
Wakes up from sleep
All nature. Even puddles
The ice won't cover overnight
The sun drives winter away!
The kidneys swell with juice,
And green leaves
Soon in the breeze
They'll play! In the meantime
Colors of the sun by the river
The lights have appeared!
All! The frost is over!
Mimosas are blooming!
Vadim Kosovitsky
Here you will find a selection of short poems about spring for the little ones, which you can learn with baby.
Funny pieces of ice
Under the very eaves,
Right above the window
Caught in icicles
Spring sun.
Sparkling, tears run down the icicles...
And the icicles melt - funny pieces of ice.
About spring
Drip and drip, and there’s no time for sleep,
Spring has come knocking on our door.
The stream rang playfully.
The hedgehog came out: “What a miracle!
Enough animals to miss us,
It's time to welcome spring!"
Spring
Another week will fly by
And March will ring in drops.
April will come with flowers for him,
And the sun will flood the earth.
Through the groves and parks nightingales
Concerts will begin again.
Spring came
Buds swell in spring
And the leaves hatched.
Look at the maple branches -
How many green noses!
Spring gives songs
Spring gives songs,
Gives out smiles
And to meet her from the bottom
The fish swim out.
Drip-drip
Drip-drip!
Tears are falling from the roof.
Drip-drip!
White snowflakes are melting.
Drip-drip!
The sun is jumping on the roof.
Drip-drip!
And winter sits and cries.
Drip-drip!
Two starlings
Two starlings were flying
They sat on a birch tree,
They sat down and sang, -
How they flew, how they rushed
From the shores of overseas
To my native land, dear
To the little white birch tree!
Spring came
Buds swell in spring
And the leaves hatched.
Look at the maple branches -
How many green noses!
Spring is coming to us
Spring is coming to us
With quick steps,
And the snowdrifts melt under her feet.
Black thawed patches
Visible in the fields.
You can see very warm feet in spring.
Martin
The swallow flew away
Far away...
Come back, swallow!
It's April.
Come back, swallow!
Not alone:
Let it be with you, swallow,
Spring is coming!
Poems about spring for children older
Other educational and entertaining poems for children
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