Monday, October 19, 2026

Words (Monday Poem)

 by Alma Flor Ada
 
 
 
Words
get together to play.
They skip rope, 
hop, jump, and run.
They form rhymes
and mark the rhythm.
Words
sing as they play
and all life
becomes a song.
 
 
 
Las palabras
se reunen para jugar
saltan la cuerda,
brincan y corren,
forman rimas
y marcan el ritmo.
Las palabras
cantan mientras juegan
y la vida
se vuelve cancion.
 
 
from Mama Goose: A Latino Nursery Treasury, Un Tesoro de Rimas Infanatiles
by Alma Flor Ada and F Isabel Campoy
Hyperion, 2004  
 

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