Christmas Song Today is Christmas Eve I’ll sing for Jesus A birthday song As the bells of the Cathedral. Christmas arrived, Christmas arrived I’m happy, I’m happy Santa Claus has left Gifts, affection and love. I want to shout out loud The Baby Jesus and Santa Claus Will come to visit me tonight I’m going...
Categoria: Poems for children
Two friends
Two friends The two friends Play happy Go hand in hand Share the popcorn Smiling in the mornings Pinch the clouds And pull the hair Of the sleeping stars. Rosângela Trajano
The little train
The little train The little train passes in the station There it goes whistling the heart. The boy wants to ride in it Discover its secrets Carrying sheep in wagons And fill with smiles Its iron rails Go, little train, go. Because the boy does not calm down He wants to be a machinist From...
The little bee
The little bee The little bee flew In the red flowers Creating cheerful ideas Filling the garden Of its sweet honey The little bee made noise For the sun does not fall asleep That spring afternoon. Rosângela Trajano
The boy in the boat
The boy in the boat The boy in the boat Went for a ride Sailed high seas Within its depths Found ships wrecked Still so young And already had unrest. Rosângela Trajano
A little bird
A little bird A little bird comes To sing in the window Bring flowers and watermelons Within this your singing It’s a bird Made of patchwork seams. Rosângela Trajano
A boy
A boy He was a sad boy. Full of ideas on the feet Won a chicken And went to play in his backyard Was pleased And he never cried again. Rosângela Trajano
The boy of the clouds
The boy of the clouds There was a boy Who lived in the clouds When it rained He would fell to the ground Just like raindrops And would spread his joy Through the ancient city. Rosângela Trajano
A blue boy
A blue boy He was a blue boy. That came from the sky Bringing to cars And a ball To play In the midst of thinking. Rosângela Trajano
The boy’s tree
The boy’s tree The boy’s tree Jumped for joy When he smiled And he sat on top of her Sometimes the boy would say I will grow and be your guide But they were just words From a dreamy boy. Rosângela Trajano