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A Kite

author unknown I often sit and wish that I Could be a kite up in the sky, And ride upon the breeze and go Whichever way I chanced to blow. by Christina Rossetti Who has seen the wind? Neither...

Sing a Song of Subways

by Eve Merriam Sing a song of subways, Never see the sun; Four-and-twenty people In room for one. When the doors are opened--- Everybody run. Rudolph Is Tired of the City by Gwendolyn Brooks ...

J’s the Jumping Jay-Walker

by Phyllis McGinley J's the jumping Jay-walker, A sort of human jeep. He crosses where the lights are red. Before he looks, he'll leap! Then many a wheel Begins to squeal, And many a brake to...

Thaw

> by Eunice Tietjens The snow is soft, and how it squashes! > "Galumph, galumph!" go my galoshes. "Thumbs in the thumb-place, Fingers all together!" This is the song We sing in mitten-weather....