Poems come alive CLASS- IV

Theme Global Warming

Objectives To sensitize children to their actions and its effect on environment. To take the message of global warming/ environmental awareness with in and beyond the local boundaries. To create an awareness drive within the students to be a better Global citizen. To learn about the diverse nature of the environment.

A tribute to my Grandpa. By Durva Bhatt

A tribute to my Grandpa. Now when I see in the T.V, global warming sign Non stop tears come from my eyes Because Coal is burnt and gas exploded Forests destroyed and soil eroded Wells are dying and air polluted OH! NO! Why I couldn’t understand grandpa’s words At that time I was small and alone But now Now my friends will help me To save our mother land from a fall So friends let us take an oath today To make this world A better place to live forever. I remember when my grandpa was alive He told me to say thanks to god For giving us such a beautiful world Sky with sun so bright At night moons cool cool light Trees, mountains, flowers and birds Its all a heavenly sight. Its there so we have life And he also told me to take care of it. At that time I was too small Click- to hear my poem

Global warming By Khyati Ved

Global warming Oh why on the Earth is it so hot? It feels that we’re in a boiling pot The greed of man is so great That we have had to resign our fate The reason for this is nothing but Global warming The end of this world is slowly forming Because of us this has come to pass Because of us the world leader’s amass! But don’t fret yet, there’s still hope left If we stop this need to frame, This world might be able to sustain

So lets join hands and fight global warming Lets stop falling trees, and start sowing seeds And lets all of us encourage Recycling of paper, cans, plastics Our world is sure to become A better place and less spastic! So here’s a cleaner and healthier Planet………. Our Mother Earth.

Armaan Kajani

The wind I saw you toss the kite on high And blow the birds above the sky And all around I heard you pass Like lady’s skirt across the grass Oh! Wind a blowing all day long Oh! Wind that sing so loud a song I saw the different thing you did But now I heard that you fell down Oh! Wind that sing so loud a song.

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Leaves Seasons Song by Edward James

This poem describes the autumn season and it indicates the change of climate from summer to winter. Around this time the trees shed their leaves and the leaves change their color. The beauty of nature is expressed through this beautiful poem. Through this poem we also tried to bring out the effect of global warming on seasons. Rapid temperature changes affect the seasons, causing variations in season length. Changes such as shorter winters can lead to mismatches between key elements in an ecosystem, such as feeding periods for young birds and availability of worms or insects for food.

Who’s killed the leaves. Me, says the apple, I’ve killed them all Who’s killed the leaves? Me, says the apple, I’ve killed them all. Fat as a bomb or a cannonball I’ve killed the leaves. Leaves Who sees them drop? Me, says the pear, they will leave me all bare So all the people can point and stare I see them drop poem Who’ll catch their blood? Me, me, me, says the marrow, the marrow. I’ll get so rotund they they’ll need a wheelbarrow. I’ll catch their blood. Who’ll make their shroud? Me. Says the swallow, there’s just time enough Before I must pack all my spools and be off. I’ll make their shroud.

Who will dig their grave? Me, says the river, with the power of the clouds A brown deep grave I’ll dig under my floods I’ll dig their grave. Who’ll be their parson? Me, says the Crow, for it is well-know I study the bible right down to the bone. I’ll be their parson. Who’ll be chief mourner? Me, says the wind, I will cry through the grass The people will pale and go cold when I pass. Who’ll carry the coffin? Me, says the sunset, the whole world will weep To see me lower it into the deep I’ll carry the coffin. by Edward James