Here’s a fun poem to recite while you’re gardening with your grandchildren.
Written by Moiselle Renstrom.
Little seeds lie fast asleep
In a row, in a row.
“Wake up, wake up,” calls the sun,
“Wake up now and grow.”
Little seeds wake one by one
In a row, in a row,
Then they stretch up toward the sun
And begin to grow.
Sweet poem. It reminds me of the “Silly Symphony” cartoon from years and years (decades and decades) ago, where the flowers awaken at the start of spring.
Teaching the grandkids poetry and nursery rhymes–that’s in our job description, isn’t it?