THE FOUR SEASONS
by Monica, 7, VIC
In Summer rabbits hop around,
Bees are buzzing near the ground.
In Autumn leaves turn red, orange and brown,
My feet in the leaves make a rustling sound.
Winter’s good for playing in the snow,
Sometimes snowflakes land on your nose.
In Spring flowers start to bloom,
The buds on the trees will turn to leaves soon.
All the seasons are full of fun,
Which season is your favourite one?
This is Monica’s first poem for Alphabet Soup. To send us YOUR story, poem, artwork or book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy reading!
WHAT GOD HAS DONE
by Joshua, 9, NSW
Hear the birds from the far north chirping,
Watch the trees’ new green banners opening.
The buzzing bees,
Coming in and out from their trees.
All flowers, all blooming,
Meadows of green grass are the best spots to be relaxing.
When the gentle wind plays a song,
All the tall trees sing along.
With the flowers,
(Like tulips and roses),
All spring really explodes its colours.
Spring is twinkling,
Her beauty is sparkling.
Come along, rejoicing,
With all the nature singing.
For the fun is coming near!
Quickly come to listen and hear,
Oh, thank God for what he has done this year.
You can read one of Joshua’s earlier stories here. If YOU would like to send us a story, drawing, poem, or book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy writing!
by Gabriel, 7, NSW
Colourful tulips shooting from the ground all around the place
Birds are chirping and singing here and there
Beautiful butterflies fly everywhere you look
You can smell lovely roses
Buzzing bees work hard collecting pollen for honey
Soft new green leaves slowly grow out from the cherry blossom branches.
Gabriel is a regular contributer to Alphabet Soup. You can read some of his earlier work here. If YOU would like to send us a story, drawing, poem, or book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy writing!
by Sonia, 9, California USA
Love is the fire inside you that never runs out of wood,
You can never put the fire out, although some wish they could.
Love is the river inside you that never dries up,
It will never stop flowing, even if you put it in a cup.
Love is the flower that never wilts,
Even if someone destroys the ground on which it is built.
Love is the tree that will never fall down,
Even if someone saws it to build a town.
Love is the thing that speaks to the depths of our soul and helps us to know,
Where the sad times are, when we need it the most.
This is Sonia’s first poem for Alphabet Soup. To send us YOUR story, poem, artwork or book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy reading!
by Michelle, 8, India
Oh one day,
I went to,
A land so grassy,
It was named as grassy land.
It was a beautiful and natural place,
Indeed Mum, it is wonderful,
Oh, I think I stamped on something,
And it was a message.
Please do not cut trees,
Then I walked and walked,
I stamped on something,
And it was an another message.
Grow green plants,
And I understood that while I walked,
I will get more messages,
After reading 12 messages,
I understood we must save Nature.
While I went back home,
I thought what did it all mean,
So many years passed,
And I began to grow,
And as I grew up to be a business man,
I kept the messages in mind,
And I had a change in my heart,
I could live happily ever after.