This collection contains short, clear poems about autumn for first-grade children. Autumn includes the months of September, October, and November, when the leaves on the trees turn yellow and fall, and the weather becomes cooler and rainier. These images are easy to visualize, making the quatrains easy to read aloud and quick to memorize. These poems are perfect for lessons, autumn festivals, and homework.
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Yellow leaf
A yellow leaf flies, swirls, Quietly falls to the window. Autumn is knocking on our door, Painting the foliage gold.
Rain on the path
The rain is jumping along the path, The drops are jumping: drip-drip. It has wet all my boots, But I am very happy to walk.
Autumn umbrella
I opened my big colorful umbrella above my head. The rain is pounding: knock-knock, wait, I'm walking like a little pilot.
Warm scarf
The wind blows near the house, Making cheeks redder. A scarf around the neck is wonderful, With it, autumn is more cheerful.
Puddle-mirror
On the path in a blue puddle, clouds float easily. I look, and I don’t need the sea somewhere far away.
Rowan light
The rowan berries are brightly colored, hanging like beads. These are autumn's gifts for boys and girls.
Fall Dance
Leaves swirl above us, As if in a golden dance. They wave their slender arms and fall to rest under the bush.
Apple Day
The garden smells like a big bucket, like ripe apples from the branches. Autumn walks quietly, deftly between the beds and alleys.
The birds fly away
Birds form a wedge in the sky, flapping their wings in the distance. Let's say to them: "Have a safe journey, come back before spring.".
September at school
In the morning, school awaits the children, Leaves rustle near the school stoves. I am very glad for September - It beckons us to study.
Quiet park
The park is pensive and calm, Fog sleeps on a bench. A birch leaf has made a colorful caftan for the earth.
Mushroom glade
Under a leaf by the path a sturdy boletus has grown. It stands on a plump stalk, like a funny old man in the forest.
Autumn window
Raindrops tremble on the glass, hanging like beads. And beyond it, the bushes and paths have become a hundred times brighter.
Maple carpet
There's a new rug underfoot—red, russet, golden. It's a maple leaf, a maple leaf, spreading it with its foliage.
Good October
October marches in boots, Carrying clouds behind its back. But in its orange leaves It's not at all angry.
November Dream
In late autumn, the trees became completely silent. Like fairy-tale feathers, the wind hid them between the walls.
Pumpkin on the porch
A pumpkin is basking on the porch, round and bright. It looks like the sun, hoping for a baby's palm.
Rustling path
I walk, and the leaves whisper: "Don't hurry, stop." Autumn spreads a soft evening And a rustling leaf-path.
Breeze-marigold
The wind collects leaves, lifts them up to the chimney. And then drops them again onto the paths and mushrooms.
Autumn is near
Autumn is near, autumn is here, In the sky, in the leaves, in the yard. Let the rain fall quietly, Still there is warmth in the soul.