Cheerful Season

Spring is a cheerful season

it always grows up

and the rocks are happy too.

The month is finishing

and spring is shaking

heat is here

spring is dying.

Spring will come back

each year in the same month

it will come back to be born.

By Aitor Márquez Aguilar

A Madrigal for Music Class

Here you are the lyrics of an English madrigal by Thomas Morley titled Now is the Month of Maying. It dates from the end of the 16th century. In your next Music classes you will work with it. Remember! We are celebrating spring time!

Now is the month of maying
When merry lads are playing
Each with his bonny lass
Upon the greeny grass

The spring, clad all in galdness
Doth laugh at winter's sadness
And to the bagpipe's sound
The nymphs tread out their ground

Fie then! Why sit we musing
Youth's sweer delight refusing?
Say, dainty nymphs, and speak,
Shall we play barley-break?

Here you can listen to the song and see beautiful English landscapes. Enjoy the madrigal!

The Beech Tree

I'd like to have a garden

With a beech tree on the lawn;

The little birds that lived there

Would wake me up at dawn.

And in the summer weather

When all the leaves were green,

I'd sit beneath the beech boughs

And see the sky between.

by Rose Fyleman

Spring Rain

The storm came up so very quick
It couldn’t have been quicker.
I should have brought my hat along,
I should have brought my slicker.

My hair is wet, my feet are wet,
I couldn’t be much wetter.
I fell into a river once
But this is even better.

By Marchette Chute

March Wind

March wind is a jolly fellow;

He likes to joke and play.

He turns umbrellas inside out

And blows men's hats away.

He calls the pussy willows

And whispers in each ear,

"Wake up you lazy little seeds;

Don't you know that spring is here?"

Lost!

"Peep! Peep! Peep!" Poor little chick!

Little cry so weak and small,

Meadow grass so tall and thick,

And the clover tufts so tall!

Little heart in sore distress,

Longing for the mother wing;

Through the weedy wilderness

Searching for its sheltering!

By Evaleen Stein

I Meant to Do my Work Today

I meant to do my work today,

But a brown bird sang in the apple tree,

And a butterfly flitted across the field,

And all the leaves were calling me.

And the wind went sighing over the land,

Tossing the grasses to and fro,

And a rainbow held out its shining hand--

So what could I do but laugh and go?

By Richard Le Gallienne

Little Seeds

Little seeds we sow in spring
Growing while the robins sing,
Give us carrots, peas and beans,
Tomatoes, pumpkins, squash and greens.

And we pick them,
One and all,
Through the summer,
Through the fall,

Winter comes, then spring, and then
Little seeds we sow again.

By Else Holmelund Minarik

My Spring Garden

Here is my little garden,
Some seeds I’m going to sow.
Here is my rake to rake the ground,
Here is my handy hoe.

Here is the big, round yellow sun;
The sun warms everything.
Here are the rain clouds in the sky;
The birds will start to sing.

Little plants will wake up soon,
And lift their sleepy heads;
Little plants will grow and grow
In their little, warm earth beds.

Trees

Trees are the kindest things I know,

They do no harm, they simply grow

And spread a shade for sleepy cows,

And gather birds among their boughs.

They give us fruit in leaves above,

And wood to make our houses of,

And leaves to burn on Halloween

And in the Spring new buds of green.

They are first when day's begun

To tough the beams of morning sun,

They are the last to hold the light

When evening changes into night.

And when a moon floats on the sky

They hum a drowsy lullaby

Of sleepy children long ago...

Trees are the kindest things I know.

By Harry Behn

Spring has Sprung

Spring has sprung, the grass has ris’,
I wonder where the birdie is?

There he is up in the sky,
He dropped some whitewash in my eye!

I’m alright, I won’t cry,
I’m just glad that cows can’t fly!

Kite Days

A kite, a sky, and a good firm breeze,
And acres of ground away from trees,
And one hundred yards of clean, strong string --
O boy, O boy! I call that Spring!

By Mark Sawyer

Materials for Spring Poems (April 23)

This is the list with the materials you have to bring for our poetry reading session:

Ana: verano
Anabel: sombrero, gotas de agua
Aitor: hojas (grandes y pequeñas), mar estrellado, lilas
Alba: mariposa, rastrillo, flores
Alberto: refugio, vaca
Ana: calabazas
Andrés: otoño
Carmen: gallina, ramas, tréboles, cielo estrellado
Cayetano: árbol, chubasquero, jardín, paraguas, cometa
Celia: guisantes, mariposa, pollito, flores, pintor
Dani: verduras
Jennifer: cielo
Jesús: azada
José Antonio: nubes, plantas
José Carlos: pájaro gris
José Luis Rebollo: arena, guantes
Lorena: peces
Lucas: sol
Manolo: invierno (blanco)
Miguel Ángel Conde: río, tomates
Miguel Ángel Lobo: cuerda, pájaro marrón
Paula: arco iris, mariposa, zanahorias
Sara: brisa, judías, viento
Sergio: césped, tormenta
Vicente: amanecer, semillas, sombrero, tréboles

Spring

My favourite season, spring

my favourite weather in spring

it's very necessary for me.

It's a beautiful season, spring

it's very funny, spring

it's wonderful for me.

Spring is the best season
for every body because the sun
is big and all the days are sunny.

By Celia Rodríguez Ruíz

Here you can listen to Celia's poem. Thanks, Megan!

Spring

When it is spring
all becomes green.

You hear the birds
and it wakes up the bears.

Be careful with the lakes
there are many snakes.

By Miguel Ángel Conde Úbeda

Megan has read Miguel Ángel's poem. Let's listen to her!

Let's Sing a Gay Little Spring Song!

Since we are preparing our spring poems to celebrate Book Day on April 23, here you are the lyrics and video of a spring song taken from Disney's Bambi. I hope you like it!

Let's sing a gay little spring song
This is the season to sing
So I'd like to suggest
That we all do our best
And warble a song about spring
Spring, spring, spring
Let's get together and sing.

Let's sing a gay little spring song
Just like the bird on the wing
Things always seen right
When you're chipper and bright
So let's get together and sing
Sing, sing, sing
Let's sing a song about spring.

Let's twitter and tweet
Like the birdies in May
Get into the mood
And be merry today
Forget all your troubles and warble away
Do, re, mi, fa, so, la, ti, do
Oh!

Let's sing a gay little spring song
Music's a wonderful thing
Come on and rejoice
At the top of your voice
Oh, let's sing a song about spring
Spring, spring, spring
Let's get together and sing.

Let's sing a gay little spring song
This is the season to sing.

Tell Spring

Tell spring to bring

Lovely flowers

With a lot of colours.

The animals always make

A party in the lake

And they celebrate the change.

They jump, sing and dance

Because they have the chance.

By Maite Eseverri Zarzuelo

You can listen to Maite's poem read by Megan. (Thank you for your help, Megan)

Spring

Spring
is a season
to sing
your song.


In spring
it is necessary
to run
in the country.



Spring
is beauty.


Spring,
constantly.


In spring
you feel big,
and the birds
go and sing.


In spring
the wind
moves the sea.



In spring
you see . . .
our life!



By Daniel López Muriana

Megan has read this poem so that you can listen to it.

Spring is Fantastic!

What is spring for you? For me, spring produces fantastic and very beautiful sensations because the flowers, the beautiful plants and the people (I think) are much nicer and more loving. I love spring, but I love summer, winter and autumn too. IT IS TRUE, SPRING IS FANTASTIC!

By Paula María Chía de la Rosa

Let's listen to Megan reading Paula's text!