What are you able to build with your blocks?
Castles and palaces, temples and docks.
Rain may keep raining, and others go roam,
But I can be happy and building at home.
Let the sofa be mountains, the carpet be sea,
There I'll establish a city for me:
A kirk and a mill and a palace beside,
And a harbor as well where my vessels may ride.
Great is the palace with pillar and wall,
A sort of a tower on top of it all,
And steps coming down in an orderly way
To where my toy vessels lie safe in the bay.
This one is sailing and that one is moored:
Hark to the song of the sailors on board!
And see on the steps of my palace, the kings
Coming and going with presents and things!
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this poem is great........
From guest trinibabe4u2nv (contact)
This a great poem for young kids to read like me, because you can feel that your imagination will run wild like the kid in this poem -
I know that place
From guest stevebrzosko (contact)
As a boy I loved building with my painted wooden blocks and now with my own Son, create new cities. -
poems from childhood
From guest Preshes Pina (contact)
I love this poem. I learned this poem in my fifth grade class. I remembered the first verse but could never remember the other's. I am so glad that I found it now I can share it with the kids I tutor.
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