I climb on a chair
To brush my hair
Cause the mirror is too high up.
My teeth feel grimy.
I’ll make them shiny
With toothpaste I keep in a cup.
Next is my face.
What a disgrace!
Warm water will do the trick.
“There’s cheese on my chin,”
I say with a grin.
Then wipe it off real quick.
I’m excited today.
I’m ready to play.
And now I look pretty cool.
I jump on the floor,
And head to the door.
“Muumm, I’m ready for school!”
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Australia has been called the lucky country,
Most people have clothes and rarely go hungry.
We are free to vote and have our say,
But is it best to get our own way?
Our multicultural nation is full of colourful people.
We should respect one another and treat them as equal.
With a variety of religion, upbringing and race,
Let’s love one another and show plenty of grace.
Our differences make for vibrant discussion.
There’s so much we can learn from hearing each other.
Try praying for peace as you make some new friends,
And hope for a future where love never ends.
Let’s all come together in twenty, twenty-five,
To listen and learn, then together we’ll thrive.
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Let’s create a kinder world
One where love, doesn’t need to be earned.
Where smiling, helping, joy and laughter
Are things all of us chase after.
Offer to make Grandad a cup of tea.
He might be feeling quite lonely.
Your presence will bring love to his day
And improve his mood as he watches you play.
How about a smile for someone new?
You just don’t know what they’re going through.
Your kindness may fade their worries away,
And give them hope to enjoy their day.
What about picking your mum a flower?
To show her kindness has special power.
She’ll look at you with adoration in her eyes.
You’ll both be better off – you will realise.
It’s quite easy really to show compassion and be kind.
I believe it’s the way that we’ve been designed.
So have a go at finding a creative way,
To show someone kindness on your travels today.
Photo from Pexels by Lisa Fotios
What’s your hot tip? Its Melbourne Cup day today.
The race that stops the nation is about to get underway.
The jockeys are ready with their colours on display.
But it’s the horses, who are the stars of the day.
With chestnuts so shiny and blacks with a blaze;
Bays with white socks and large dapple greys.
Thoroughbreds prancing and biting at the bit;
Waiting at the barriers looking mighty and super-fit.
Suddenly the crowd becomes quiet.
The barriers open and horses jump out.
The fans in the stands are now screaming
And each one is secretly dreaming
That their horse will be the winner
So they can boast at tonight’s dinner.
There’s three thousand, two hundred metres to go.
Which horse will speed up and put on a show.
They’re bunched tight ‘round the track
So there’s no looking back.
Hooves sounding like thunder
As we all gaze in wonder.
Which horse will take the lead
And become today’s famous steed.
They’re on the home stretch and some horses are tiring.
Nostrils are flaring and tails wildly flying.
But look at number twenty-two
He’s found a gap and galloped through.
The jockey riding knows what to do.
He leans forward letting the gelding have his head.
As he crosses the line, one whole length ahead.
The crowd is roaring
and emotions are soaring.
But the star of the day is the large dapple grey.
He knows he’s done well and was happy to play.
Now all sweaty, he lets out a snort and a neigh
And looks forward to pats and some extra hay.
Photo from Pexels by Tom Fisk
I just love being a girl
And wearing my skirt to watch it twirl.
Do you like my hair long or short?
I can run fast and I’m good at sport!
I love to hang out with my friends.
We chat and giggle until the day ends.
We talk about music, birthday parties and clothes,
Pets, our families and the latest TV shows.
When I grow up I want to be a race-car driver,
Or maybe a nurse or deep-sea diver.
Dad says I can be anything I like,
So maybe a singer – holding a mike!
I’m smart, kind and funny too,
And strong and brave with lots to do.
I can also be soft and gentle like a flower.
I just love being a girl and having Girl Power!
Image from Pexels by Johannes Plenio
Springtime is here and winter is gone.
Now is the time for calves to be born.
Springtime is here, with new life bursting through.
There’s new leaves on trees and baby birds in nests too.
Springtime is here so wake up possum.
The sun now shines brighter and the wattle will blossom.
Springtime is here because it’s now September.
Let’s have Springtime fun until the end of November!
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Australian Children’s Poetry 
