Poetry expresses thoughts and conveys emotions in a beautiful form. Poetry can express aspirations, express emotions, and convey meaning. I have carefully collected short English poems about fourth grade for everyone to enjoy and learn!
About short English poems for fourth grade 1
A House of Cards
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A house of cards
A house of cards
Is neat and *** all;
Clean and compact
Shake the table,
Shake the table
It must fall.
It will definitely fall
***2***
Find the court cards
Find the playing cards with human figures
One by one;
Put them up one by one
Raise it, roof it,
Add the top cover
Now it's done;
The house is now built
Shake the table!
Shake the table
That's the fun.
That's it Its Fun
by C. G. Rossetti
About Short English Poems for Grade 4 2
What does Little Birdie Say?
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What does little birdie say,
What does the little birdie say?
In her nest at peep of day?
In this small nest at dawn?
Let me fly, says little birdie,
The little birdie said, let me fly,
Mother, let me fly away,
Mother, let me fly away.
Birdie, rest a little longer,
Birdie, rest a little longer,
Till the little wings are stronger.
Wait until Those little wings should be longer and stronger.
So she rests a little longer,
So she rests a little longer,
Then she flies away.
Yet she flies away. flew away.
***2***
What does little baby say,
What does the baby say,
In her bed at peep of day?
In bed at dawn?
Baby says, like little birdie,
Baby says, like little birdie,
< p>Let me rise and fly away.Let me rise and fly away.
Baby, sleep a little longer,
Be good, sleep a little longer,
Till the little limbs are stronger.
Wait Your limbs should be longer and stronger.
If she sleeps a little longer,
If
she sleeps a little longer,
Baby too shall fly away.
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The baby will inevitably fly away like a bird.
by Alfred Tennyson, 1809-1892
About Short English Poems for Grade 4 3
When I was down beside the sea
When I got to the beach
A wooden spade they gave to me
To dig the sandy shore.
>Good for digging the beach.
The holes were empty like a cup
The holes were dug like a cup
In every hole the sea camp up,
Let the water spring up in every hole
Till it could e no more.
Til it could e no more.
by R. L. Stevenson