Public Domain Nature Poem for Kids: The Winter Queen by Lucy Fitch Perkins


THE WINTER QUEEN
by Lucy Fitch Perkins
(originally published December 1904)

Oh, have you seen the Winter Queen
In her robe of filmy lace,
With her shining crown and her cloak of down
And her gentle dreaming face?

The flowers love her, for a snow-white cover
To keep them warm she brings.
She tucks them around, with a crooning sound,
And they fall asleep as she sings.

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Public Domain Nature Poem for Card Making or Junk Journaling: Winter by Frederick Miller


Like a blushing maiden
Nature hides her face,
But by what she loses
Gains an added grace.
While the snowflakes thickly
Flutter through the gloom,
Let the dancing fire flames
Cheer our cosy room.
And though it be winter
We'll not think of sorrow,
For from friendship's hearthstone
Summer warmth we'll borrow.

The poem is enclosed within an illustrated border that shows three fluffy birds in their winter down huddled together on a branch of a tree thick with pinecones. Below the tree, at the bottom of the border sprigs of wild holly reach up, offering a cold weather bounty of luscious berries.

You are welcome to download the free high-res 8.5" x 11.5" @ 300 ppi JPEG without a watermark for card making or a junk journal page here. You could also print it out and frame it - it would make a nice gift to put atop someone's mantlepiece.

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Diary of a Nature Lover: Aster and Bee

"Aster and Bee"
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Do you miss the balmy days of summer? As I sit in a chilly room on a darkening day in the midst of a gloomy Canadian winter, I long for the hours I spent tramping about in the fields and meadows with my family when the sun shone hot and insects droned incessantly.

Among the daisies all astir
Observe the belted rover,
The merry little mariner
That sails the seas of clover.

Whene'er a shower falls, pellmell
Upon the seas of clover
He flies into some flower-bell,
And waits until it's over.
("The Bee" by R.K.M., published in 1888)

What do you miss the most from when the weather was sultry? As the snow clings to these January days, let's shake our boots and march through our memories of clover seas and mariner bees and dream of the days when we will arrive at the shores of summer once more.

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