Art for kids. Happy St. Patrick`s Day - Poems for Children

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Verses and poems devoted to various holidays are always interesting to kids — they read, learn by heart and recite them. This time we`ve collected some poems about St. Patrick`s Day. Hope you`ll like them.

Poems about St. Patrick`s Day

Art for kids. Happy St. Patrick`s Day - Poems for Children

That's An Irish Lullaby

Over in Killarney, many years ago,
Me Mother sang a song to me in tones so sweet and low.
Just a simple little ditty, in her good old Irish way.
And I'd give the world if she could sing that song to me this day.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Hush now don't you cry!
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, That's an Irish lullaby.

Hail Glorious St. Patrick

Hail, Glorious St Patrick,
Dear Saint of our Isle.
On us thy poor children
Bestow a sweet smile.
And now thou art high
In thy mansion above,
On Erin's green valleys
Look down with thy Love.
On Erin's green valleys,
On Erin's green valleys,
On Erin's green valleys
Look down with thy Love.

Leprechaun Stew

Leprechaun stew, Leprechaun stew,
If I don't get some,
I don't know what I'll do.

Give away my pot of gold
Give away my shoe.
But don't give away my Leprechaun Stew.

Art for kids. Happy St. Patrick`s Day - Poems for Children

The Dear Little Shamrock

by Andrew Cherry

There's a dear little plant that grows in Ireland.
'Twas Saint Patrick himself sure that set it.
And the sun on his labor with pleasure did smile.
And a tear from his eyes oft-times wet it.
It grows thro' the bog, thro' the brake, and the mireland,
And it's called the dear little Shamrock of Ireland.
That dear little plant still grows in our land,
Fresh and fair as the daughters of Erin,
Whose smiles can bewitch, and whose eyes can command,
In each climate they ever appear in:
For they shine thro' the bog, thro' the brake, and the mireland,
Just like their own dear little Shamrock of Ireland.

That dear little plant that springs from our soil,
When its three little leaves are extended,
Denotes from the stalk we together should toil,
And ourselves by ourselves be befriended.
And still thro' the bog, thro' the brake, and the mireland,
From one root should branch, like the Shamrock of Ireland.

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A dash of red, a dash of green,
a dash of the ole gaelic scene.
Shamrocks, beer, and Irish cheer,
St. Paddy's day is once a year.
Bagpipes blaring and kilts a-wearing
It's the greatest time of year.
Shamrocks guided the faith of Patrick
without the gene of Irish-kin.
When ol' Paddy's been adopted
the clovers gained a lucky fourth.
Gary R. Hess

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The Wearin' O' the Green
Today is the day fer the wearin' o' the green.
Today is the day when the little people are seen.
Today is St. Patrick's Day, so if ye'r Irish me lad,
Join the celebratin' fer the grandest time ta' be had.

Ya' put yer hand up in the air, the other hand on your hip.
Ya' tap yer toe,ya' tap yer heel,
ya' bounce yer knee a wee bit
Ya' prance 'n dance around the room, n' circle one two three.
The saints be praised, I must admit, ya' all look Irish ta'me.

Art for kids. Happy St. Patrick`s Day - Poems for Children

Comments (1)

I like this:

An Irish Blessing

May these rich blessings be your due—
A wealth of friendships, old and new,
Some service rendered, some solace given,
And gentle peace with God and Heaven.
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