Saturday

acrobat & bat

acrobat bat cat

Bed in Summer

Bed in Summer (by Robert Louis Stevenson, 1850 – 1894)

In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candlelight.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.

I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people's feet
Still going past me in the street.

And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?

summer poem kids

Wednesday

Harry Potter

It matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be.
— J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

Harry Potter

Saturday

precious stones

Precious Stones (by Christina Georgina Rossetti, 1830 – 1894)

An emerald is as green as grass,
A ruby red as blood,
A sapphire shines as blue as heaven,
But a flint lies in the mud.

A diamond is a brilliant stone
To catch the world's desire,
An opal holds a rainbow light,
But a flint holds fire.

precious stones

Thursday

butterfly

Butterflies (by Moritake, a 16th century Shinto priest)

Fallen petals rise
back to the branch—I watch:
oh ... butterflies!

butterfly, ElephantCube Jumble ABC
butterfly, ABC Fun Cards (large format)