Short Poems for Kids ✍️

What's Christmas to creatures - 
pleasure or dread?
We asked a few locals,
and here's what they said:

I don't care a noodle,
offered a poodle.

I'm glad when it's over,
said his friend, Rover.

I'm off through the cat-flap,
shivered a cat. 

No change, blew a fish in a bowl,
so that's that.

Usual old meal, usual old wheel,
muttered a hamster - 
no big deal.

I'm stuck in a stable, of course,
said a horse.

I'm stuck in a cowshed,
the moo-cow said.

We're out in the snow - 
Baa! didn't you know?
grumbled a sheep. 
Do we like it? No.

We're jammed in a cage!
squawked a hen in a rage.
(We did ask some more
but they wouldn't engage.)

Consulted a turkey
but he became shirty
so we questioned a robin,
and he was more perky.

Christmas! he chirped,
with a flutter of glee.
Titbits galore! 
It's a winner for me!
Just sit on a ledge 
looking rosy and sweet,
and out pops a hand
with a luxury treat!

And so from our survey
we're able to say
that robins, at least,
enjoy the Big Day.


Kate Williams