Today's poem is special because it's written by me, Grace Sloan! Do you like to write your own poems?

Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem?

Email [email protected] and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might show up in a future episode. Make sure your parents have subscribed to this podcast, and ask them to leave a rating and review so more kids and families can enjoy pickled poems. 

Oh, and I should mention that this podcast is sponsored by the ⁠⁠⁠Homeschool Conversations with Humility and Doxology podcast⁠⁠⁠, which is hosted by my Mom. So if you have a parent listening, they should probably check that one out, too. 

Now go pick a peck of pickled poems! I’ll see you next week!

⁠⁠⁠https://www.humilityanddoxology.com/pickledpoemspodcast⁠⁠

"Listen to the Mustn'ts" by Shel Silverstein

Listen to Mustn'ts, child, listen to the Don'ts.
Listen to the Shouldn'ts, the Impossibles, the Won'ts.
Listen to the Never Haves, then listen close to me.
      Anything can happen, child, Anything can be.

Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem?

Email [email protected] and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might show up in a future episode. Make sure your parents have subscribed to this podcast, and ask them to leave a rating and review so more kids and families can enjoy pickled poems. 

Oh, and I should mention that this podcast is sponsored by the ⁠⁠⁠Homeschool Conversations with Humility and Doxology podcast⁠⁠⁠, which is hosted by my Mom. So if you have a parent listening, they should probably check that one out, too. 

Now go pick a peck of pickled poems! I’ll see you next week!

⁠⁠⁠https://www.humilityanddoxology.com/pickledpoemspodcast⁠⁠

"Who Has Seen the Wind?" by Christina Rossetti

Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.

Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.

Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem?

Email [email protected] and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might show up in a future episode. Make sure your parents have subscribed to this podcast, and ask them to leave a rating and review so more kids and families can enjoy pickled poems. 

Oh, and I should mention that this podcast is sponsored by the ⁠⁠⁠Homeschool Conversations with Humility and Doxology podcast⁠⁠⁠, which is hosted by my Mom. So if you have a parent listening, they should probably check that one out, too. 

Now go pick a peck of pickled poems! I’ll see you next week!

⁠⁠⁠https://www.humilityanddoxology.com/pickledpoemspodcast⁠⁠

"My Valentine" (excerpt) by Robert Louis Stevenson

I will make you brooches and toys for your delight
Of bird-song at morning and star-shine at night.
I will make a palace fit for you and me
Of green days in forests and blue days at sea.

Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem?

Email [email protected] and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might show up in a future episode. Make sure your parents have subscribed to this podcast, and ask them to leave a rating and review so more kids and families can enjoy pickled poems. 

Now go pick a peck of pickled poems! I’ll see you next week!

⁠⁠⁠https://www.humilityanddoxology.com/pickledpoemspodcast⁠⁠

"February Twilight" by Sara Teasdale

I stood beside a hill
Smooth with new-laid snow,
A single star looked out
From the cold evening glow.

There was no other creature
That saw what I could see—
I stood and watched the evening star
As long as it watched me.

Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem?

Email [email protected] and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might show up in a future episode. Make sure your parents have subscribed to this podcast, and ask them to leave a rating and review so more kids and families can enjoy pickled poems. 

Oh, and I should mention that this podcast is sponsored by the ⁠⁠⁠Homeschool Conversations with Humility and Doxology podcast⁠⁠⁠, which is hosted by my Mom. So if you have a parent listening, they should probably check that one out, too. 

Now go pick a peck of pickled poems! I’ll see you next week!

⁠⁠⁠https://www.humilityanddoxology.com/pickledpoemspodcast⁠⁠

"Velvet Shoes" by Elinor Wylie

Let us walk in the white snow
    In a soundless space;
With footsteps quiet and slow,
    At a tranquil pace,
    Under veils of white lace.

I shall go shod in silk,
    And you in wool,
White as white cow’s milk,
    More beautiful
    Than the breast of a gull.

We shall walk through the still town
    In a windless peace;
We shall step upon white down,
    Upon silver fleece,
    Upon softer than these.

We shall walk in velvet shoes:
    Wherever we go
Silence will fall like dews
    On white silence below.
    We shall walk in the snow.

Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem?

Email [email protected] and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might show up in a future episode. Make sure your parents have subscribed to this podcast, and ask them to leave a rating and review so more kids and families can enjoy pickled poems. 

Oh, and I should mention that this podcast is sponsored by the ⁠⁠⁠Homeschool Conversations with Humility and Doxology podcast⁠⁠⁠, which is hosted by my Mom. So if you have a parent listening, they should probably check that one out, too. 

Now go pick a peck of pickled poems! I’ll see you next week!

⁠⁠⁠https://www.humilityanddoxology.com/pickledpoemspodcast⁠⁠

"The First Snowfall" (excerpt) by James Russell Lowell

The snow had begun in the gloaming,
   And busily all the night
Had been heaping field and highway
   With a silence deep and white.

Every pine and fir and hemlock
   Wore ermine too dear for an earl,
And the poorest twig on the elm-tree
   Was ridged inch deep with pearl.

Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem?

Email [email protected] and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might show up in a future episode. Make sure your parents have subscribed to this podcast, and ask them to leave a rating and review so more kids and families can enjoy pickled poems. 

Oh, and I should mention that this podcast is sponsored by the ⁠⁠⁠Homeschool Conversations with Humility and Doxology podcast⁠⁠⁠, which is hosted by my Mom. So if you have a parent listening, they should probably check that one out, too. 

Now go pick a peck of pickled poems! I’ll see you next week!

⁠⁠⁠https://www.humilityanddoxology.com/pickledpoemspodcast⁠⁠

"January" by John Foster

January is
A clean white sheet, newly-ironed
An empty page:
A field of freshly-fallen snow
Waiting to be mapped
By our footsteps.

Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem?

Email [email protected] and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might show up in a future episode. Make sure your parents have subscribed to this podcast, and ask them to leave a rating and review so more kids and families can enjoy pickled poems. 

Now go pick a peck of pickled poems! I’ll see you next week!

⁠⁠⁠https://www.humilityanddoxology.com/pickledpoemspodcast⁠⁠

"White Fields" by James Stephens

I
In the winter time we go
Walking in the fields of snow,

Where there is no grass at all,
Where the top of every wall,

Every fence, and every tree,
Is as white as white can be.

II
Pointing out the way we came,
—Every one of them the same—

All across the fields there be
Prints in silver filigree;

And our mothers always know
By the footprints in the snow,
Where it is the children go.

Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem?

Email [email protected] and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might show up in a future episode. Make sure your parents have subscribed to this podcast, and ask them to leave a rating and review so more kids and families can enjoy pickled poems. 

Oh, and I should mention that this podcast is sponsored by the ⁠⁠⁠Homeschool Conversations with Humility and Doxology podcast⁠⁠⁠, which is hosted by my Mom. So if you have a parent listening, they should probably check that one out, too. 

Now go pick a peck of pickled poems! I’ll see you next week!

⁠⁠⁠https://www.humilityanddoxology.com/pickledpoemspodcast⁠⁠

"Disturb Us, Lord" by Sir Francis Drake

Disturb us, O Lord, when we are too well-pleased with ourselves;
When our dreams have come true
because we have dreamed too little;
When we have arrived in safety because
we sailed too close to the shore.

Disturb us, O Lord, when with the abundance of things possessed, we lose our thirst for the Water of Life;
When, having fallen in love with time, we have ceased to dream of Eternity;
And our efforts to build a new earth have allowed Your vision for a new heaven to grow dim.

Stir us, O Lord, to dare more boldly, to venture on wider seas where storms shall show Thy Mastery.
Where, losing sight of the land, we shall find the stars, in the name of Him who pushed back the horizons of our hope and invited the brave to follow Him.

Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem?

Email [email protected] and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might show up in a future episode. Make sure your parents have subscribed to this podcast, and ask them to leave a rating and review so more kids and families can enjoy pickled poems. 

Oh, and I should mention that this podcast is sponsored by the ⁠⁠⁠Homeschool Conversations with Humility and Doxology podcast⁠⁠⁠, which is hosted by my Mom. So if you have a parent listening, they should probably check that one out, too. 

Now go pick a peck of pickled poems! I’ll see you next week!

⁠⁠⁠https://www.humilityanddoxology.com/pickledpoemspodcast⁠⁠