Poem for children


The Postman

A postman’s job is full of stress.

He sorts letters for the right address

The postman has an important job.

He leaves letters by the door knob.

 

All day long on his bicycle

He carries a big bag full

Of letters, cards and parcels

To huts, houses and castles

 

Everyone waits for the postman

Hari, Babloo and Mr Narayan.

For Sudesh ji arrives a cook book

For Kiran, let me have a look.

 

There’s a special delivery today

A big parcel for your birthday

From your aunt in Hyderabad

A pretty doll and a nice card

 

Thank you postman, we love you

You work hard all day and night too

Thank you for the letters you bring

On your bicycle with a ‘tring, tring’

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





Poetry by Puddled
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Written on 2008-05-29 at 22:37

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normalil
So true, loved this little joyful write.
2008-05-30