Weather Poems

The Rain

Pitter-patter raindrops,
Falling from the sky.
Here is my umbrella
To keep me safe and dry.
When the rain is over
And the sun begins to glow,
Little flowers start to bud
And grow and grow and grow.

The Big Round Sun
The big round sun in the springtime sky (form large circle with arms)
Winked at a cloud that was passing by. (wink eye)
The little cloud laughed as it scattered rain, (flutter fingers downward)
Then out came the big round sun again. (form large circle with arms)

Rain Rain

Rain rain falls on the street,
mud in puddles cleaning my feet.
Thunder thunder rumble and roar,
close the windows and lock the door.
Clouds, clouds black and gray,
heavy with water to drop all day.
Sun sun is breaking through,
clouds are moving, the rain stops too.
Rainbow rainbow across the sky,
see-through colors to tickle my eyes.

Wind Pictures
Look! There's a giant stretching in the sky,
A thousand white-maned horses flying by,
A house, a mother mountain with her hills,
A lazy lady posing in her frills,
cotton floating from a thousand bales,
And a white ship with white sails.

See the old witch fumbling with her shawl,
White towers piling on a castle wall,
the bits of soft that break and fall away,
Airborne mushrooms with undersides of gray -
Above, a white doe races with her fawn
On the white grass of a celestial lawn.
Lift up your lovely heads and look
As wind turns clouds into a picture book.
Mary O'Neill

Wonderful Weather
I like to watch the way the wind
can spin a weather vane.

I like to wear my big blue boots
to splash with in the rain.

I like to ride my bright red sled
on cold snowy days.

I like to feel the sun's warm rays
when I wade in the ocean waves.

Wind, rain, snow, and sun
Every kind of weather
is wonderful and fun!

White sheep, white sheep
On a blue hill,
When the wind stops
You all stand still,
You walk away slow.
White sheep, white sheep
Where do you go?
Christina Rossetti

Who Has Seen the Wind?
by Christina Rossetti
Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang
trembling, the wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I:
but when the trees bow down their
heads, the wind is passing by.


Weather is hot,
Weather is cold,
Weather is changing
As the weeks unfold.

Skies are cloudy,
Skies are fair,
Skies are changing
In the air.

It is raining,
It is snowing,
It is windy
With breezes blowing.

Days are foggy,
Days are clear,
Weather is changing
Throughout the year!
Meish Goldish


Five Umbrellas
Five umbrellas stood by the door,
The red one went outside, then there were four.
Four umbrellas, pretty as could be,
The blue one went outside, then there were three.
Three umbrellas with nothing to do,
The green one went outside, then there were two.
Two umbrellas not having much fun,
The yellow one went outside, then there was one.
Just one umbrella alone in the hall,
The purple one went outside, and that was all.


The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
~Carl Sandburg

One spring day the big round sun
Winked at a cloud just for fun.
That dark gray cloud thundered and cried,
Scattering raindrops on all outside.
But when the sun peeked out from a sunset low
Together they both made a gay rainbow!

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