Short Poems for Kids ✍️

With worn matron smiles, and baskets in hand,
They harvest the fields from east land to sand.
The laughter of the gleaner is quiet, yet strong,
A hymn for the harvest, a whispered song.

Native Americans, farmers, and kin,
A merry harvest before winter sets in.
The spirit of the season is found on this day—
In sharing and sowing, in giving away.

Ideal for more thoughtful moments during homeschool or classroom close reading activities.