KIDSBOOKS – COLOURS | RAVEN

Brightened by the glimmer of stars
I am the shadowy shade of the night
I am the colour of the mysterious cat
All you can see of her are her eyes

I’m the colour of the scuttling beetle
Of the bear that lives in a cave
I’m the hue of the berries that he eats
I’m like the panther, sleek and brave

I’m the colour of the birds that caw-caw
And watch you with a beady eye
I’m like some of the cars that ply the road
Not red nor blue nor white.

I’m the colour of coffee and chimpanzees
Maybe the colour of your backpack
I’m deep, I’m dark, I have a magical spark
I am the majestic colour BLACK.

KIDSBOOKS – COLOURS | ACORN

Almonds and walnuts, cholocate and ginger
All share the colour that I am
Woodchucks that chuck wood, baskets and bagels
I am the colour of a beaver dam

I am the colour of the moose and the swaying camel
The ruddy duck and the wolverine,
Wood and toast, I am the colour of roast
The garden snail and the centipede

I am the colour of the giant fin whale
And of your sweet little sun-kissed face
I may even be the colour of the desk on which
All your favourite books are placed.

I am the colour of well loved teddy bears
Bearded dragons and kiwi birds
I am all around, from beige to BROWN
I am the beautiful colour of the earth

KIDSBOOKS – COLOURS | GRAPEFRUIT

I am the colour of cherry blossoms 
And of the beautiful magnolia
I’m like the onion, chopping which is no fun
I’m also the sweet flesh of the guava

Himalayan salt and the Pygmy seahorse
Are the colour of your little tongue
Which is the same as the river dolphin
I’m also the colour of bubble gum

I’m the color of lychees and the guppy fish
Turnips and the galah cockatoo
I’m also the colour of some sea anemones
They don’t have brains like me and you!

I’m the colour of ripe raspberries
Of the lotus and the carnation
I’m the hints of health on your little face
I am the delicate colour pink

KIDSBOOKS – COLOURS | ARCTIC

I am the colour of cold winter days
When the snow falls in big flakes
I’m the colour of the graceful swan
The seagull and the beluga whale

I’m also half of a panda’s colours
Of clouds and vanilla ice cream
Persian cats and cauliflowers
And the sweet smelling jasmine

I’m the colour of your pearly teeth
That you brush well twice a day
I’m the colour of rice and milk
And also of the polar bear

I’m the shade of the coat of a billy goat
Of dandelions and ice
I am the dazzle of daytime brightness
I am the gleaming colour WHITE

KIDSBOOKS – COLOURS | PERIWINKLE

I am the colour of the dancing peacock 
And also of the humpback whale
I’m the delicate shade of a robin’s eggs
I am the colour of the racer snake

I’m like the cresting and falling ocean
I’m the shades of a summer sky
I’m the colour of the planet Neptune
As it orbits up on high

I’m the color of your little hands when
They’ve held these Smarties too long
I’m the colour of some millipedes,
Of macaws and the moor frog

The emperor butterfly lifts off
In lovely shades of this hue
The earth itself when seen from afar
Is this incredible colour BLUE.

KIDSBOOKS – COLOURS | STRAW

I am the colour of ripe corn fields 
And of the dancing daffodil
I’m the colour of cheese, if you please
And also of the pineapple

The singing canary is the same shade
As the yolk of your breakfast egg
Which is like the “get set” traffic light
And the marmalade on your bread

I’m the colour of little ducklings
Of vanilla cake and sunflowers
Some butterflies and jelly beans
Of tennis balls and bananas

I’m the colour of the fading bruise
On your knee, as it gently mellows
I’m the gleam in the sunlight healing you
I am the shimmering colour YELLOW.

KIDSBOOKS – COLOURS | CHERRY

I’m the outside arch of the rainbow
And the colour of tropical sunsets,
I’m the colour of sweet scented roses
I’m like the seeds of the pomegranate

I’m the colour of the lovely ladybird
Of lobsters and flamingoes
The colour of rubies and autumn leaves
Of watermelons and tomatoes

I’m the colour of the fiery garnet
And the hue of fresh strawberries
the colour of some skittles and rambutan
And of playfully dancing poppies

I’m the coppery glow of the planet Mars
Shining down from the sky overhead
I’m the colour of your cheeks when you beam with joy
I am the radiant colour RED.

KIDSBOOKS – COLOURS | LEAFY

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I’m the colour of fresh spring grass 
And the colour of peas in a pod
I’m also what many a parrot looks like
And the colour a grasshopper’s got

I’m the tint on crunchy, young apples
On honeydew, pears and grapes
I’m the colour of the Nile crocodile
and the slith-slithering grass snake

I’m the colour of the beautiful jade stone
And the rustling leaves on trees
Im also the the colour of your lovely face
when you’ve had too much ice cream!

I’m the colour of the deep dark woods,
The loveliest marble you’ve ever seen!
I’m sometimes also called Mother Nature
I am the beautiful colour GREEN

KIDSBOOKS | THE LITTLE BEAR

Ursa Minor and Ursa Major also called the Big Bear and the Little Bear and the Big Dipper and the Little Dipper, are constellations in the night sky. The Polaris or the North Star is part of Ursa Minor’s tail and is located above the North Pole. Sailors and other people traveling at night have long used Polaris to tell which way is north.

There was once a constellation 
Of seven little stars
She was called the Ursa Minor
You couldn’t see her from afar

One day Father Chaos
Came swooshing on a gale
He plucked away the littlest star
In Ursa Minor’s tail

The Little Bear felt wonky
And then her head, it drooped
Ursa Major huffed and puffed
Her baby did not look good!

Mother Cosmos felt the gusts
Of Ursa Major’s sighs
She floated out the window
Of her castle in the sky

“What do we have here now
Ursa Minor’s lost a star?
Oh skies of blue, that just won’t do!
Let’s see now - Here you are!”

With that she waved a gleaming hand
And opened up her fist
And dropped a sheeny shiny star
The brilliant Polaris

Ursa Minor looked at her tail
As it glimmered near and far
Many a traveller now finds his way
In the twinkle of her North Star.

KIDSBOOKS | GOLDEN REPAIR

Golden Repair or Kintsugi is the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery by mending the areas of breakage with lacquer dusted or mixed with powdered gold, silver or platinum.

There was once a china mug
He was some twelve years old
He’d done his job dutifully
Holding drinks both hot and cold

Over the years the china mug
Had seen his share of strain
His rim was chipped in two places
He had permanent tea stains

But he was quite a trooper
He never ceased to smile
Even when the bright new mugs
Would tease him all the while.

One day the lady of the house
Was wiping down the sink
Her hand brushed by the china mug
And down he went crashing!

He lay in six odd pieces
Across the kitchen floor
The lady scooped them all up
And put them in a drawer

Ten days later the other mugs
Saw a creature most divine!
A pretty china mug laced
With delicate golden lines.

“It’s me the old china mug”
He said smiling at their stares
I’ve just been mended gently
with love and Golden Repair.

Amd so it is with old things
Friendships, mugs and toys
With Love and care, gentle repair
They bring constant joy.

KIDSBOOKS | STINKY POO

Stinky poo was a Lemur
The ring tailed variety
He had the foulest smell of
Any lemur in history.

He tied his wrists and chest with
Leaves and grasses he could find
To hide the smell he gave off, but
It was a failed enterprise!

The matron of his lemur group
Would chase him as she yelled
“Wear a garland of jasmine flowers
Stinky Poo, you smell!”

One day the local bully
Came skulking on the scene
“Which of you will be my lunch?
I’m going to count to three!”

There was pin drop silence
None of the lemurs spoke
When suddenly the mean old Boa
Began to gag and choke

Stinky had removed his leaves
And was dancing in the sand
His waves of stench had thrown a wrench
In Boa’s evil plans!

Boa left holding his breath
And never again was seen
Then everyone shook Stinky’s hand
And sniffed him respectfully.

KIDSBOOKS | LUMEN THE FIREFLY

Lumen was a firefly
He had a special light
It blinded all who looked at him
It was so very bright

The elders of his colony
Would oftentimes advise
“Lumen can you please turn down
That blazingly bright light!”

But try as hard as he might
Lumen just could not dim
His special light that shone so bright
Sometimes blinding even him!

Then one day a dust storm
Came upon their park
All the fireflies floating around
Got lost in the dark

Their faint glows did not light up
The way home for them to see
Some tumbled into bushes
Some ran headlong into trees

Then suddenly a brightness
Came gusting on the breeze
It was Lumen who’d come looking
For his friends and family

The fire flies all made a chain
Now quite battered and wind blown
And Lumen with his brilliant light
Led them back safely home

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