Best songs for kids to sing on Easter..!

Children really like Easter time time time time tasks and they really like songs, too. So any outstanding Easter time time time time time party needs some Easter time time time time time Rabbit songs. Here are fun Easter songs for kids that teenagers will really like, from the well-known Here Comes Honest Cottontail to more featherweight known songs such as 12 Periods of Easter time time time time time. Usually select the “play” recommendations in each picture to pay attention to brief circumstances from each one. Hoppy Easter!

Easter songs

Easter Rabbit

A rabbit came to my house once,
With funny,stretched-out ears (Hands on head like bunny ears)
His nose was full of wiggles, and (wiggle nose)
His eyes were full of fears (point to eyes)
I said,”Why do you twitch your nose?
Is that a bunny habit?
And are you called the “March Hare”
Or called the Easter Rabbit?
He never said a word: but bounced (Hands on head like bunny ears)
Away on pushing legs; (Hop forward)
But, oh, he left behind a nest (Look backward)
Of colored Easter eggs!

Bunny Pokey Sung to

“Hokey Pokey”
You put your bunny ears in
(Place hands on head to make ears)
You put your bunny ears out.
You put your bunny ears in.
And you shake them all about.
You do the Bunny Pokey
And hop yourself around,
That’s what it’s all about!
Additional verses: “You put your bunny nose in, You put your bunny tail in,
You put your bunny paws in”

The Easter Bunny Song

Oh, the Easter Bunny’s coming, she’s the one I long to see.
She’s got eggs in her basket, she’s bringing them to me.
I’m looking out the window and I hope she gets here quick,
I need marshmallow bunnies and a little chocolate chick.

Oh, I love Easter Sunday and it comes round every year
Right now I’m so excited cause the Easter Bunny’s here!
The Easter eggs are lovely, with swirls on them because,
The Easter Bunny paints them with her little furry paws.

We’ll take the eggs and hide them, all up and down the hill,
And I’ll go back to find them with my little brother, Bill.
We will pile up all the goodies and I’ll eat all I can take,
And then end Easter Sunday with a big old belly ache.

Now sing briskly

Oh, the Easter Bunny’s coming, she’s the one I long to see.
She’s got eggs in her basket, she’s bringing them to me.
I’m looking out the window and I hope she gets here quick,
I need marshmallow bunnies and a little chocolate chick.
I need marshmallow bunnies and a little chocolate chick.
I need marshmallow bunnies and a little chocolate chick.

Classic Easter Bunny song

Here comes Peter Cottontail,
Hoppin’ down the bunny trail,
Hippity, hoppity,
Easter’s on its way.

Bringin’ every girl and boy Baskets full of Easter joy,
Things to make your Easter bright and gay.
He’s got jelly beans for Tommy,
Colored eggs for sister Sue,
There’s an orchid for your Mommy
And an Easter bonnet, too.

Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail,
Hoppin’ down the bunny trail,
Hippity hoppity,
Happy Easter day.

Here comes Peter Cottontail,
Hoppin’ down the bunny trail,
Look at him stop,
and listen to him say:
“Try to do the things you should.”
Maybe if you’re extra good,
He’ll roll lots of Easter eggs your way.

You’ll wake up on Easter morning
And you’ll know that he was there
When you find those choc’late bunnies
That he’s hiding ev’rywhere.

Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail,
Hoppin’ down the bunny trail,
Hippity hoppity,
Happy Easter day.

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VALENTINE POETRY

Love Poem of The Jilted Grammarian Is her went? Am she gone? Did her leave I all alone?

Oh, cruel fate To be so blind, To take she ‘way And leave I ‘hind.

Darn she! Me hate she! Me wish her were died! To them is in love, may heart forbid That they be done like I been did!

Author Unknown

Roses are Red Roses are Red Violets are Blue Carnations are Sweet And so are you.

And so are they That send you this And when we meet We’ll have a kiss. Author Unknown

To-morrow is St. Valentine’s Day To-morrow is Saint Valentine’s Day All in the morning betime, And I a maid at your windo To be your Valentine. William Shakespeare from Hamlet, Act IV, Scene 5

Going Steady Valentine, O, Valentine, I’ll be your love and you’ll be mine. We’ll care for each other, rain or fine, and in 90 years we’ll be 99. Ian Serraillier

An Angry Valentine If you won’t be my Valentine I’ll scream, I’ll yell, I’ll bite. I’ll cry aloud, I’ll start to whine If you won’t be my Valentine. I’ll frown and fret, I’ll mope and pine, and It will serve you right — If you won’t be my Valentine I’ll scream, I’ll Yell, I’ll Bite! Myra Cohn Livingston

Plenty of Love Plenty of love, Tons of kisses, Hope some day, To be your Mrs.
Author Unknown

A Valentine Birthday Again today We draw the heart around your name       Our red crayons bright with love — the paper white as drifts outside the door.

Snowfall on your birthday! Each tumbling flake snipped into lace    by the scissoring wind

Valentines!  Valentines! Valentines! Barbara Juster Esbensen

Love is like a Cabbage My love is like a cabbage Divided into two, The leaves I give to others, The heart I give to you. Author Unknown

Veggie Valentine You may not “carrot” all for me The way I care for you. You may “turnip” your nose When I plead with you But if your “heart” should “beet” with mine Forever “lettuce” hope There is no reason in the world  Why we two “Cantaloupe.” Author Unknown

Conversation Hearts Such meek Little tokens Sugary white, Shy green, prom Yellow and pink. But spiced with Mottoes: SURE THING, OH BOY— Each one like A reckless wink. Valerie Worth

Valentine Chocolates Ordinary candy, Perhaps–but Boxed in a ruby Heart, it grows Exotic, mysterious; Not to mention The red cellophane Wrapper, which Looked through, Shows a marvelous Scarlet world. Valerie Worth

He Sent His Love a Valentine He sent his love a Valentine; His love did not reply. We never dare to care to sign These things, I wonder why. David McCord

Valentine If all the whole world’s taxicabs Came running to my call, I’d park right by your door and honk In the handsomest cab of all.

We’d drive to Spain, Maine or Spokane! Could anything be sweeter Than ticking off a million miles Upon a metal meter? X. J. Kennedy

The Kangaroo’s Courtship

“Oh will you be my wallaby?” Asked Mr. Kangaroo. “For we could find so very many Jumping things to do. I have a pocket two feet wide And deep inside,  My dear, you’d ride— Oh, come and be my bouncing bride, My Valentine, my side-by-side I am in love with you.” Jane Yolen

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HAPPY VALENTINES DAY

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Always Remember

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My parents kept me from children who were rough – Your Favourite Poem

My parents kept me from children who were rough

Who threw words like stones and who wore torn clothes

Their thighs showed through rags. They ran in the street

And climbed cliffs and stripped by the country streams.

 

I feared more than tigers their muscles like iron

Their jerkin hands and their knees tight on my arms.

I feared the salt coarse pointing of those boys

Who copied my lisp behind me on the road.

 

They were lithe, they sprang out behind hedges

Like dogs to bark at my world. They threw mud

While I looked the other way, pretending to smile.

I long to forgive them, but they never smiled

 

Stephen Spender

WHAT’S YOUR FAVOURITE POEM?

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Dinasaur Dave By Thomas Sims

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THIS ONE’S FOR THE KID’S HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS

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ANIMALS WORLDWIDE AT CHRISTMAS TIME -PROMOTE YOURSELF

Amazing winter animals around the world unite,
Although extremely clever they know not it’s Christmas night.
Each day the same magical chores, each morning cool and crisp,
Secretly they disappear into their own little world in a wisp.

Strolling through the forest collecting chestnuts in the glade,
I peer and spy a reindeer and squirrel inquisitively gaze,
Robins scurrying in the holly bush and weasels in the brook,
Our faithful wide eyed earthly friends, so sadly misunderstood.

Rainforests, blue oceans, snowy hills and sandy bays,
God’s great gift for all on Earth, not just the human race.
Indian tigers in their jungles, African elephants on their plains,
South American anacondas, all share the air God made.

The flicker of Christmas candles creates a homely scene,
Twinkling lights and warm log fires for some is just a dream.
Indelible Christmas memories, my heart’s feeling so divine,
But our love is the everlasting love of animals for all time.

DIANA DOONER

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Is this the worlds largest snowman?

The Snowman

anonymous

Once there was a snowman
Stood outside the door
Thought he’d like to come inside
And run around the floor;

Thought he’d like to warm himself
By the firelight red;
Thought he’d like to climb up
On that big white bed.
So he called the North Wind,
“Help me now I pray.
I’m completely frozen,
Standing here all day.”
So the North Wind came along
And blew him in the door,
And now there’s nothing left of him
But a puddle on the floor!

My Snowman has a Noble Head

Jack Prelutsky

My snowman has a noble head,
he’s broader than he’s tall,
his ears are tin, his eyes are coal,
he has no neck at all.

Beneath his ragged hat he wears
a wig of tangled wool,
his barrel chest is buttoned up,
his belly’s rather full.

My snowman has a handsome face
complete with carrot nose,
his arms are long, his legs are short,
he hasn’t any toes.

He wields a broom, he puffs a pipe,
his smile is wide and bright,
“He looks like me!” my father says,
you know . . . he may be right!

Snowman

Helen H. Moore

Snowflakes falling
Thick and fast,
Build a snowman
Make him last . . .

Snowflakes falling,
Swirling, slow,
My snowman melted –
Where’d he go?

Peter, the Snowman

Winifred C. Marshall

It would not seem like winter,
Without a snowman tall;
I’ve worked on one all morning,
With Ted and little Paul.
This is a jolly snowman,
With such a friendly smile,
We’ll ask you out to meet him,
In just a little while.

His hat belongs to Daddy,
His button eyes are blue,
His bright red scarf and mittens
Were knit by Cousin Sue.
We’re going to call him Peter,
We’d like to have him stay,
But sometime when we’re all at school,
He’s sure to slip away.

Snow Sentry

Kate Monroe

See the snowman
all in white –
stnading still
and silent-like
as soft snow
settles light
on this cool
long frosty night.

Crystal flakes spin
round and fall,
covering him
beyond recall.

Still he’ll stand
sentry tall,
keeping night-watch
over all.

Snow Woman

Nancy Dingman Watson

Snow woman, snow woman,
What do you know?
You sit so still
And silent in the snow.

Snow woman, snow woman,
Do you like your hat?
You sit so quiet
And comfortable and fat.

Snow woman, snow woman,
Do you like your clothes?
Your apron and your mittens
And your big carrot nose?

Snow woman, snow woman,
Sitting in the night
Does the dark scare you
Or the cold moonlight?

Snow woman, snow woman,
Here comes the sun
Are you afraid of melting
And being all done?

My Snowman Friend

I call him Mr. Frosty-Face!
He brings us so much fun,
With black coal eyes, and a carrot nose,
With a smile for everyone!

If we play Ring-a-Roses,
Then all our friends join in!
But, when the game is “Statues”,
He always knows he’ll win!

When I talk, I know he’ll listen
To every word I say.
I can shout, or knock his hat off,
And he’ll never run away!

But, when the weather’s warmer,
Then Frosty-Face must go –
Until the next time that he comes
With winter’s ice and snow.

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Desert Place -Your favourite poems

Snow falling and night falling fast, oh, fast
In a field I looked into going past,
And the ground almost covered smooth in snow,
But a few weeds and stubble showing last.

The woods around it have it – it is theirs.
All animals are smothered in their lairs.
I am too absent-spirited to count;
The loneliness includes me unawares.

And lonely as it is, that loneliness
Will be more lonely ere it will be less –
A blanker whiteness of benighted snow
WIth no expression, nothing to express.

They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars – on stars where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own desert places.

Robert Frost

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who’s on a Diet ?

My soul is ripped with riot
incited by my wicked diet.
“We Are What We Eat,” said a wise old man!
and, if that’s true, I’m a garbage can.

I want to rise and feel good that’s plain!
but at my present weight, I’ll need a crane.
So grant me strength, that I may not fall
into the clutches of cholesterol.

May my flesh with carrot sticks be sated,
that my soul may be poly-unsaturated
And show me the light, that I may bear witness
to the President’s Council on Physical Fitness.

And at oleomargarine I’ll never mutter,
for the road to Plumpness is spread with butter.
And cream is cursed; and cake is awful;
and evil is hiding in every waffle.

Mephistopheles lurks in provolone;
the bane is in each slice of baloney,
Fat hides in a chocolate drop,
and sugar is in a lollipop.

Give me this day my daily slice
but, cut it thin and toast it twice.
I beg upon my dimpled knees,
deliver me from jujubees.

And when my days of trial are done,
and my war with malted milk is won,
Let me stand with the model throng,
In a shining robe–size 5-6 long.

I can do it friend, If you’ll show to me,
the virtues of lettuce and celery.
If you’ll teach me the evil of mayonnaise,
of pasta a la Milannaise
potatoes a la Lyonnaise
and crisp-fried chicken from the South.

I pray if you love me, shut my mouth.

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DONT QUIT

When you’ve eaten too much and you can’t write it down,
And you feel like the biggest failure in town.
When you want to give up just because you gave in,
And forgot all about being healthy and thin.
So what! you went over your allowance a bit.
It’s your next move that counts….SO DON’T YOU QUIT!

It’s a moment of truth, it’s attitude and change.
It’s learning the skills to get back in your range.
It’s telling yourself ‘you’ve done great up till’ now’,
You can take on this challenge and beat it somehow.

It’s part of your journey toward reaching your goal.
You’re still gonna’ make it, just stay in control.
To stumble and fall is not a disgrace,
If you summon the will to get back in the race.
But often the struggler’s, when losing their grip,
Just throw in the towel and continue to slip…

SO DON’T YOU QUIT!!!

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