Little poems for children 5. Summer poems for older preschool children. That's how they helped

Children grow up so fast .. Sometimes you are surprised at how rapidly a child grows up, how he develops, learns something new and learns things unknown to him before. It would seem that only yesterday the baby took his first steps, and today he is already, and you are thinking about finding a couple of short rhymes for him. Yes, on the one hand it is sad that time is so fleeting. But on the other hand, the child is growing, and the pleasure derived from listening to verses performed by him overrides any sadness.

So, you set out to pick up short poems for children 5 years old. Great. You are on the right track. This means that you have decided to make every effort to expand the child's horizons, increase the baby's vocabulary, and just give a little bit of joy, both to yourself and to him. You may think that the child will not be interested in telling rhymes, but this is far from the case. He will show reluctance at school, and school is still far away. At least for today.

On the Vlio website you can find suitable short poems for children 5 years old. You can easily pick up some interesting poems and instill in your child an interest in poetry. Isn't it wonderful? Of course it's great. Great and, most importantly, easy!

My funny ball
Jumping and jumping:
Jump-jump - into the corner,
And then back.
That's how we party
Had a nice time!

The cat is sitting on the window
The cat washes the spoon with its paw.
And then go for a walk
Vorobyov, count the tits.

Long legged, barefoot
It was raining down the road.
Rogue just in case
He was attached to his mother-cloud.

Rain, rain, what are you pouring?
Why don't you let us walk?
That's when we go to sleep
You can pour and pour again.

Monkeys are very fond of
Eat sweet bananas.
We are like monkeys
And we love bananas too.

Parrot Petya walked
On the path, I found the ruble.
He put a ruble in a piggy bank,
To buy a car later.

In the meadow by that path

This section of our site contains poems for children 4-5-6 years old. At that age, the child already easily perceives the rhythmic style of poetry and learns to memorize long works. He is interested in more complex plots and vivid illustrations. Thanks to the latter, figurative memory is turned on and the child remembers the text of the verse more easily. For children 4-5-6 years old you will find a rich collection of poems by Barto, Chukovsky, Marshak, Mikhalkov, Berestov and other authors. We tried to find the best illustrations for poems to please children and adults.

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Golovko A.V.


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Golovko A.V.


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cat fidelity

Golovko A.V.


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prickly ghost

Golovko A.V.


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Donald Bisset


A fairy tale about how a mother-bus taught her little bus not to be afraid of the dark ... About a little bus who was afraid of the dark to read Once upon a time there was a little bus in the world. He was bright red and lived with his mom and dad in a garage. Every morning …

2 - Three kittens

Suteev V.G.

A small fairy tale for the little ones about three restless kittens and their funny adventures. Small children love short stories with pictures, that's why Suteev's fairy tales are so popular and loved! Three kittens read Three kittens - black, gray and ...

3 - Hedgehog in the fog

Kozlov S.G.


A fairy tale about the Hedgehog, how he walked at night and got lost in the fog. He fell into the river, but someone carried him to the shore. It was a magical night! Hedgehog in the fog read Thirty mosquitoes ran out into the clearing and began to play ...

4 - Apple

Suteev V.G.


A fairy tale about a hedgehog, a hare and a crow who could not share the last apple among themselves. Everyone wanted to own it. But the fair bear judged their dispute, and each got a piece of goodies ... Apple to read It was late ...

"Apple"

In the yard of Adylzhan there is an apple tree, an apple tree.
Ripe fruit did not hold
Apple tree, apple tree.
An apple fell from a branch
The boy got into his hands:
How fragrant and bright
An old apple tree gift!
All in stripes
In bright sparkles
Apple, apple.
With a scarlet side.
sweet juice -
Apple, apple.

My mom
V. Kryuchkov

Just wake up, I smile
The sun kisses me tenderly.
I look at the sun - I see my mother,
The sun is my dear mother!

Evening is coming, I'll go to bed soon,
And the wind shakes the early star.
Again I hear the song of the stars:
My dear mother sings!

spark
E. Blaginina

Creeps behind the window
Frosty day.
Standing on the window
Flower-light.

crimson color
petals bloom,
As if really
Fires lit up.

I water it
its shore,
give him
Nobody can!

He's very bright
It's very good
Very much for my mother
Like a fairy tale!

Everyone will congratulate their mother in their own way.
Iris Revue

Everyone in their own way
Congratulate mom,
Every talent
Will show today.

Someone will cook
Lunch for mom
Someone will take
She has a theater ticket.

Someone will dance
And someone will sing.
Someone order
And it will bring shine.

someone luxurious
Buy her a flower
someone beautiful
A sprout will sprout.

I will draw
Portrait for mom.
And, of course,
Spring bouquet.

I will write
A poem for mom.
I'll picture
How does a cockerel sing.

Everyone in their own way
Congratulate mom,
Every talent
Will show up better.

Magic comb

I am a magic comb
I'm friendly with any hairstyle
All me, brothers, on the shoulder,
I want to decorate you.
If the hair is neat
Everyone around you is so pleasant,
Everyone admires you
Can't take their eyes off.

My bear

I sewed a shirt for a bear,
I'll sew him pants.
Gotta put a pocket on them.
And put some candy.

There was porridge on the stove.
Where is our big spoon?
Me to you before eating
I wash my paws with water.

I'll tie you a napkin.
Eat a cutlet
Eat candy
Drink your milk
And let's go for a walk.

cloud

The cloud with the sun again
They started playing hide and seek.
Only the sun hides
The cloud will cry all over.
How will the sun be found
The rainbow laughs.

how we spent time
E. Uspensky

We walked, sunbathed,
They played near the lake.
They sat on the bench,
Ate two meatballs.
frog brought
And they grew up a little.

summer song
T Belozerov

Summer laughs again
In an open window
And the sun and the light
Full, full, full!
Again panties and t-shirts
They lie on the shore
And the lawns bask
In chamomile snow!

Vladimir Stepanov
IN THE ASPEN FOREST

In the aspen forest
Aspens tremble.
Breaks the wind
From aspens scarves.
He is on the path
Throw off scarves -
In the aspen forest
Autumn will come.

N. Sakonskaya
Where is my finger?

Masha put on a mitten.
- Oh, where am I doing?
I don't have a finger, I'm gone
Didn't make it to my house!
Masha took off her mitten:
- Look, I found it!
Seek, seek and find.
Hello finger!
How are you?

E. Ilyina
Our tree

Look through the door crack -
You will see our tree.
Our tree is high
Reaches the ceiling. -
And toys hang on it -
From the base to the top...
... Who is it and where does it come from
Brought such a miracle to us?
What day is it in our garden?
It's the first day of the year!

There were two cats
Eight legs, two tails.
Fight among themselves
Gray cats.
They rose like a pipe
Gray tails.
Fought day and night
Pieces flew.
And left from the cats
Only the tips of the tails.

Zainka dance

Zainka, go, Serenky, go.
Like this, go like this. Like this, go like this.
Zainka, spin, Serenky, spin.
Just like that, spin around. Just like that, spin around.
Zainka, stomp your foot Grey, stomp your foot.
So-and-so stomp your foot, So-and-so stomp your foot.
Gray, dance. Gray dance
Dance like this, dance like that.
Zainka, bow, Serenky, bow.
Bow like this, bow like that, bow like that.

Chiki chiki chikalochki
Chiki chiki chikalochki
A goose rides on a stick
Fishing rod on a pipe,
chicken on a chock,
Bunny on a wheelbarrow
Boy on a dog.
Chiki chiki chikalochki
Vanya rides on a stick
And Dunya is on a cart,
Cracks nuts.

MOTHER'S TEARS

Why did I throw up again
Evil, cruel, nasty word?
How difficult it is for me to approach now,
How hard it is to say: "Mom, I'm sorry!"
I offended you, my dear, with words.
“But don’t cry,” I beg my mother,
Well, scold, punish me severely.
But just forgive me, don't be angry, for God's sake!
And my mother suddenly smiled sweetly
And quietly said: "I forgave you a long time ago."
I will never forget my mother's tears,
And I won't be rude to anyone.

LETTER TO GRANDMA

I will send a letter, a big letter,
Difficult, ordered!
Letter to letter, line to line,
Not even forgotten points
No mistakes, no blots,
There are eight stamps on the envelope!!
...Hello, Grandma Tanya,
Your granddaughter Ksyusha is writing to you.
I miss you so much
And I dream about the meeting.
I save you cookies
Come visit us on Sunday
I'm waiting, grandma, with impatience,
Definitely...with jam!!

GRANDSON AND GRANDFATHER

The grandson and grandfather stayed at home.
Grandfather cooked dinner:
Soup, scrambled eggs, sweet compote,
After dinner, they hide and seek
Decided to play with my grandson.
The grandson crawled under the bed.
There quietly snores
And looking after my grandfather.
I was looking for a grandson grandfather for a long time,
Slowly opened the buffet,
Got a box of chocolates
- Oh, what a pity that there is no grandson!
chocolate sweets,
Fanfiction is elegant.
I took the candy, and at the same moment
He heard an angry cry!
- Grandfather! It's time to stop
You taught yourself to always share.
Better sit quietly in a chair,
Grandfather, I'll tell you honestly:
You are dear and loved to me
Candy is bad for the elderly
I say it to everyone
saving you
I'll eat it myself!

TWO SONS

Vanya's today
From heels to crown
Black bastards!
And even curls
Black stick out!
Dirty. Very dirty
My brother came from a walk.
Mom is upset.
She doesn't smile.
Ivan in an instant
Spoiled the mood.
She will have to again
Wash all day long!
Today at Andryushka
From heels to crown
Greens everywhere!
And even curls
They stick out green.
green-pregreen
Little brother today!
And my mother doesn't complain.
Mom smiles!
Stroked Andrey.
He painted the bench
And even the whole balcony
He managed to paint
To everyone's surprise
Mom's birthday!

FAKE

Someone in the house
make-believe
Locked in the fridge
cat!!
Peppers in a teapot
ladle
Who poured
make-believe?!
Punish. whether.
Earring?
not really
make-believe?
He sheds tears.
Pours into the palm
Maybe. Same
Make-believe?!

FINGERS

The soap lathers quickly.
Foaming. Not lazy.
Washes dirty fingers.
Washes white.
The fingers were different
All day business:
in paint.
And second
in putty.
Third
in plasticine.
Fourth
in shoe polish.
Fifth finger
in soot.
You can't even see your finger!
Washcloth.soap, foam
Fingers by all means
Washed clean.
And Gena will take it.
Back to business!

LET IT PLAY

I always trust my grandfather with secrets.
How I dream of a fast rocket!
And so I waited. I waited hooray!!
My grandfather gave me a rocket yesterday.
I am very glad. and grandfather is happy.
In the morning we rushed to the garden with a gift.

How high the rocket flew!
I hug my beloved grandfather.
And his eyes sparkled.
Rocket plays for half an hour!!
And I stand at the bench and roar.
Tears drip right into the grass.
And yet I love my grandfather very much.
Let him play. I will suffer!

FAMILY CAKE

Dad was proud today!
He baked a huge ohm cake.
The cake is beautiful and fluffy.
But he was so salty
Surprisingly tasteless.
Papa walks sad, sad.

He explained to everyone
How he confused salt with sand
Said. What is clueless.
Sorry dad! Seen new
This is the Japanese recipe.
Sprinkle salt on each layer!

Oh. how surprised my mother was.
I was surprised. smiled
And then she said:
The hardest thing is always the beginning!
Forget the failure.
We will not bake in Japanese.
Let's bake a big one now
Delicious cake for the whole family!

BORSHIK

Today at grandma's
In a blue bowl
There is a delicious borsch.
Very Ksyusha with Dima
They love to eat wrestler.
Who else needs supplements?
In borscht dill and herbs,
Both beets and cabbage.
The plates are already empty
Look, really
The grandchildren ate the whole borsch!
And when they ate
Cheeks flushed,
Grandma smiled.
All!!!
Settled!

Poems for children to memorize 5-6 years old

Learning poetry with children is not an easy task! To begin with, it is important to give the baby time to calm down after active games. After that, you need to come up with a good enough reason why he needs to learn this or that rhyme at all.

The argument "for the development of memory" of the child is unlikely to convince. From memorizing poems, you need to make a fun and exciting game, giving this process a competitive character, or stimulating the baby in another way suitable for him. You can say that you need to learn poetry so that the child will then be taken to school. Naturally, it is important that the child really wants to go to school as soon as possible.

In the process of memorizing poems, you can use your child's favorite toys, play role-playing with them or among themselves. Pretend to be actors learning a play or play "school" together. The most important thing is that the child should be interested and have fun, and children's memory, which is distinguished by a very strong susceptibility, will do its job by itself!

SNEGIRI

The snowmen have arrived!
How many of them: one, two, three!
sat on a tree,
Looked out the window...
Come out, Andryusha,
Look, listen
Count us quickly:
How many guests do you have?
invite us to your house
Treat with grain.
Let's eat wheat
And let's drink some water...
Let's wave our wings -
And thanks!" let's say.

Z. Orlova

IN KINDERGARTEN

Kindergarten, kindergarten!
You are always happy guys!
Books and toys are waiting for us,
And balls and rattles...
We go to kindergarten in the morning.
Very happy kid.
We lead, we lead a round dance:
Possibly backwards.
You can - jump and jump,
And invite your friends.
Played and sang
Relax on the bench sat down ...
And now, kids
It's time to dine!

Z. Orlova

THIS IS SO HELP!

We are at the cottage to help
Let's go with my brother again!
Just came to the garden -
Oh, the nettle burned!
It hurts, but I don't cry.
We are working in the country.
Field, field in order ...
Exhausted from the heat.
We looked at the garden
No carrots, for herbs ...

Z. Orlova

WHAT WILL GIVE SUMMER?

What will you give me, summer?
- Lots of sunshine!
Rainbows in the sky!
And daisies in the meadow!
- What else will you give me?
- The key ringing in silence,
Pines, maples and oaks,
strawberries and mushrooms!
I will give you a cuckoo
So that, going out to the edge,
You shouted louder to her:
"Guess me quickly!"
And she answers you
Guessed for many years!

V.Orlov

IF I WAS A GIRL

If I were a girl
I wouldn't waste my time!
I wouldn't jump on the street
I would wash my shirts
I would wash the floor in the kitchen,
I would sweep the room
I would wash cups, spoons,
I'd peel the potatoes myself
All my own toys
I would put it in place!
Why am I not a girl?
I would love to help my mom!
Mom would have said:
"Well done, son!"

E. Uspensky

SUNDAY

Sunday is lucky!
Sundays are needed!
Because Sunday
Mom makes pancakes.
Dad washes cups for tea.
Wipe them together
And then we the whole family
We drink tea with pancakes for a long time.
And a song flows through the window,
I'm ready to sing myself
It's good when we're together
Even if there are no pancakes.

Oleg Bundur

RAIN, RAIN, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?

Rain, rain, where have you been?
- I floated in the sky with a cloud!
- And then you crashed?
-Oh, no, no, it spilled with water,
Dripped, dripped down, fell -
I went right into the river!

And then I swam away
In the fast, blue-eyed river,
Loved with all my heart
Our Motherland is great!

Well, after it evaporated,
Attached to a white cloud,
And swam, I tell you
To distant countries, islands.

And now over the ocean
I'm drifting away with the fog!
Enough, the wind, continue to blow -
You need to sail back.

To meet the river
To rush with her to the native forest!
To love so that the soul
Our homeland is big.

So, wind, my friend,
With a cloud, we hurry home!
You, wind, drive us -
Send the cloud to the house!

Cause I miss home...
Well, I'll shake the cloud!
I'm in a hurry to get home...
I'll be back to you soon!

Kirill Avdeenko

SHIP

Sailing, sailing boat
golden ship,
Carry, carry gifts,
Gifts for you and me.

Sailors on deck
They whistle, scurry, rush.
Sailors on deck
Fourteen mice.

Sailing, sailing boat
To the west, to the east.
Ropes - cobwebs.
And the sail is a petal.

A duck is leading a boat
Experienced sailor.
- Earth! said the duck. -
Moor! Quack!

S. Marshak

MARY

Little Mary
Big loss:
Her right shoe is missing.
In one she jumps
And weeping piteously,
It is impossible without another!

But, dear Mary,
Don't cry for the loss.
Right foot boot
We'll sew you a new one
Or buy ready
Yes, just look - take care!

S. Marshak

CUCKOO

Here is a forest bird -
It's called a cuckoo.
In the forest, she is a branch of every girlfriend.
She eats caterpillars in a day
No less than it weighs itself!
These caterpillars are called "hairy",
They are not eaten by other birds!

Geese, geese.
- Ha-ha-ha.
-Do you want to?
-Yes Yes Yes.
So fly home.
- A gray wolf under the mountain.
Sharpens teeth, drinks water
Doesn't let us pass.
- Well, fly as you wish.
Just take care of your wings.

The hen went out for a walk
Pinch fresh herbs.
And behind her guys
Yellow chickens.
- Co-co-co, co-co-co
Don't go far.
Row with your paws,
Look for grains.
Ate a fat beetle
Earth worm.
We drank some water
Full trough.

A frog came to our house
Scattered all the toys
Looked around the mess
And she said softly: "Kwak ..."

Ate on the edge -
To the top of the sky -
Listen, be silent
Look at grandchildren.
And the grandchildren are Christmas trees,
Fine needles
At the forest gate
Lead a round dance!

Once - jump!
Two - jump!
High ceiling!
I jump, I fly
I want to be tall!

Poems for memorizing the name of the fingers.

Finger Thick and Large
I went to the plum garden.
Pointer from the threshold
Showed him the way.
The middle finger is the most accurate,
He picks plums off the branch.
The nameless eats
And little finger mister
Plants bones in the ground.

If the frost ends
The snow will melt white
What is Santa Claus
The poor will do?
Water will run from it
Brooks on the floor.
From his beard then
It will also drip.
Good Santa Claus
Dear, darling
Hide Santa Claus
In our fridge!

The cat had a dream
Count up to 100 in your mind.
Choose a quieter place
The cat thinks
But the mice come out again
And start a round dance.
To a difficult task
No one bothered to decide
The cat behaved differently...
And mice in the old dacha
It turned out exactly 100!

The mouse spoke to the mouse:
“How much I love books!
I can't read them
But I can eat them!

Ay choo-choo-choo-choo-choo
I'm milking peas.
I'm milking peas
On the lilac current.
The chicken is running towards me.
The caulker is in a hurry.
Oh, she's running, she's in a hurry
Does not say anything.
A feather from a chicken
It flew far.
Flew far
in Ivanovo village.
At Ivanov's yard
The water burned up.
The fire was extinguished in the whole village,
But the fire was not extinguished.
Grandfather Foma came
Growing beard...
He drove people to the barn,
Put out the fire alone!
How Thomas put out the fire
He didn't say anything about it.
Only heard from the side:
He smothered his beard)

I am a magic comb
I'm friendly with any hairstyle
All me, brothers, on the shoulder,
I want to decorate you.

The word is like a key
Golden and fabulous
Like the brightest ray
Call him "Please".
In the yard, in the family, in the garden,
The word works
The one who is in harmony with him,
Everything in the world will come true.

***


"Bee"

Sat down at noon sparkling
Bee in fragrant clover.
Took off the naughty cap
And covered them with a flower.
"W-w!" - and a little bee
Bitten in the hand.
Don't break my flower
Let me collect the honey.
They are all and you
I will serve!
V. Paspaleeva

"In the evening"

Kiv-kiv-kiv, trouble, trouble! -
Indians are crying. -
Darkness-darkness
Hiding our mother!
We can't get home
We will please the wolf in the mouth!
Suddenly from rotten to a knot
Jumping brisk firefly:
I'm running, running, running
Help, protect
I will illuminate the dense forest, I will find your mother!
M. Mrevlishvili

Kuma,
Are you to us?
To you, to you
To you, to you!
I jump to the water
I want to catch.
And who, whom, godfather?
Cancer, carp and catfish.
How will you catch, will you give us?
How not to give?
Of course, ladies!
S. Marshak

***


"Gold fish"

Goldfish scales sparkle:
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah.
Tail like a veil
Gently dissolves
So-so-so, so-so-so.
Waves its fins, barely moves.
Don't sleep, don't sleep, don't sleep.
hide in seaweed
Hurry up quickly.
Hurry, hurry, hurry.
E. Alyabyeva

"Concert"

We are frogs
The night is blacker than wax...
The grass rustles. Qua!
Open your mouth -
More, more passion!
Louder! One, two! Qua!
red tomato
The moon rose above the forest.
An owl is hooting... Kwa!
Under the feet of bumps
The pond has flowers.
The sky is blue. Qua!
The moon is climbing higher.
Hush, hush, hush
A little bit - just a little:
Kwa-kva, kva-kva-kva!
A. Black

"Wooden old man"

An angry wind blows
Noise, breathe boron
And you will hear a creaky
Wooden conversation.
Ooh, ah, ah, ooh
How old and bad I am!
Silently listen to the aspens,
They, aspens, are unaware,
What once
was branchy,
young, green
This decrepit and hunchbacked
Bald grandfather Penyok!
N. Podlesova

"Poplar fluff"

poplar fluff
Light as fluff.
Scattering everywhere
Like a swarm of flies.
Fluff-fluff-fluff, fluff-fluff-fluff.
Flies are white on the roof.
In the park on the grass
On roads, sidewalks,
Grandma groans and groans:
- Oh! My underwear will sink.
Oh! I got into trouble.
Oh! Save! I'm lost!
S. Mikhalkov

"Blue Mittens"

Bayu-bayu-bayushki,
Blue mittens.
Mom sewed, embroidered,
Where it's hard, where it's easy.
Sewn with strong thread
Nastenka's name.
Bayu-bayu-bayushki,
Name mittens.
A. Prokofiev

"Pie"

We asked our oven:
What are we going to bake today? -
We asked the stove
The dough was kneaded.
The dough is rolled out with a rolling pin,
Rolled out - not tired.
Stuffed with cottage cheese
And they called it a pie!
Come on, stove
Give the cottager a place!
(Hungarian song)

Boom Boom! Tra-ta-ta!
The drum rumbles in the morning -
The bunnies are playing.
They hit with a paw.
Boom!
The little bear took the harmonica,
Decided to play a little.
One, two, turn.
He dances and sings.
Woo!
B. Tolkachev

Dance my doll
Dance more merrily
Dance more merrily
Don't feel sorry for the heels.
Dance, my sweet doll!
Dance my doll
Dance without worries
And shoes
Dad will sew new ones.
Dance, my sweet doll!
(Norwegian song)