A welcoming night time poetry story for preschoolers.
In a cozy town, on a friendly street,
Lived a girl named Zoe, sweet and neat.
She loved to play and learn at school,
But sometimes felt like she was playing a role.
Her friends all had their favorite toys,
And Zoe tried to like them all.
But deep inside, she had a hunch,
That she was different from the bunch.
A teacher wise gave a special book,
That gave a clue, a different look.
"Find your colors, bright and bold,
The truest You, a tale to be told."
Zoe started noticing, day by day,
The little things that made her say,
"This is me, this is who I am,"
From her favorite color to her favorite jam.
On the playground, a choice she made,
While others skipped, her pencil swayed.
Swirls of color, shapes just right,
Stories bloomed in golden light.
In art class, Zoe's talent shone,
Her teacher praised, "Look how you've grown!"
Zoe felt a warmth inside,
A happiness she couldn't hide.
She shared her art with friends at school,
And found that being herself was cool.
They loved her drawings, and her style,
And Zoe's heart just filled with smiles.
Poetry that tells a story for preschoolers. Curled up on my window seat, With blankets making warmth complete, I press my nose against the glass, To...
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