Poems for Children – Angela Jelf

The noisy black crow cries: "Caw! Caw! Caw!"
As he sits on the roof
Of the house next door.

"Clickety-Clack!" Mrs. Magpie calls back
Her fine feathers gleaming,
Her tail long and black.

"Toodle-de-doo!" is the Woodpigeon's coo,
"Good morning, stop yawning,
And how do you do?"

"Everything's brill!"
Is the Robin's bright trill,
Hopping along on the window-sill,
"I'm a happy, wee chap,
With my cheery red breast,"

But the song of the Blackbird's
The one I love best.

I used to LOVE making these as a child. Did you?

I draw round a glass
Then cut out the circle
Fold it three times
Til it looks like a cone,
Then comes the tricky bit,
Ever so carefully,
Snippety-snip round the edges I go!
Cutting out ovals
And tiny white triangles,
Tumbling down to the table 
Like snow
And now for the magic,
Unfolding the paper,
Quite how it happens I really don't know
SNOWFLAKE!

You can find this poem, and lots more besides here: https://dirigibleballoon.org/poem/Paper-Snowflake