Nature Poems for Children: Sun, Wind, Rain, Moon, and Seasons

Nature poems help children notice weather, color, movement, sound, and seasonal change. The short selections below use familiar images—the sun rising, wind turning pages, rain waking plants, and the moon following a child—to make observation and reading aloud enjoyable.

Parents and teachers can choose one poem at a time, explain unfamiliar words, and ask children which details they have seen outdoors. Author names are included where they were available in the source collection.

Poems about the sun and sunshine

Sun

By Nguyen Thi To Quyen

The bright red sun
rises from the East,
like a pink orb
hanging in the air.

The Sun Shines Brightly

By Ngo Thi Bich Hien

The bright sun shines
down on mother and child,
their shadows walking
hand in hand along the road.

He squints at her.
She squints back at him.
He is up in heaven,
and the child is down here.

The two of them laugh together.
Mother smiles beside them,
the sun shining brightly.

Drop of Sunshine

By Vuong Trieu Hai

A drop of spring sunshine
falls on the green shoots;
they stir and open their eyes,
then blossom into green buds.

A drop of summer sunshine,
carrying the season's heat,
falls on the countryside fields
and ripens the rice to gold.

The autumn sunbeams
are crystal clear, like emerald.
Sunlight melts into chrysanthemums
and turns the whole autumn gold.

A drop of winter sunlight,
sleeping soundly in the field,
lets the plants sprout tiny cabbages,
then opens its wistful eyes.

Sunny

By Le Hong Thien

The sun had just landed on the leaves.
The wind shook them and the sunlight fell.
I hurried outside to pick it up,
but it never reached my hand.

Yellow chrysanthemums bloom in sunshine
and become even more vibrant.
With chrysanthemums in the sunlight,
the sunshine smells sweet—oh, sunshine!

Poems about the wind

Wind

By Xuan Quynh

My name is Wind.
I travel everywhere.
My work
never stops.

My diligent days
are longer than a river;
my life is vast,
wider than the ocean.

My name is Wind.
Do you remember?
I have no form.
My name is Wind…

Wind

By Dang Han

The wind is always rushing,
always in such a hurry,
always whistling,
always singing.

The wind loves to play with pinwheels
and fly a kite with a child.
Sometimes it snatches the child's hat—
the wind playfully teases and jokes.

Sister Wind

By Doan Vi Thuong

The book, left on the table,
turns its pages and studies by itself.
Mother is busy drying clothes in the yard
and rocking the baby in the hammock.

The kitchen fire blazes,
then suddenly crackles like laughter.
It turns out that Sister Wind,
wherever she goes, wants to help.

Poems about the moon

Bright Moon

By Ruo Shui and Fang Hua

My yard is bright
thanks to the shining moonlight.
The moon is round like a disc,
hanging in the air without falling.

On nights when the moon is a crescent,
it looks like a boat drifting by.
As I walk, the moon follows my steps,
as if it wants to come with me.

Crescent Moon

Author unknown

The stars in the sky
are like a harvest field,
golden as grains of rice
drying in my yard.

The crescent moon is like a sickle
left behind in the field—
or did the farmer borrow it
from my mother this afternoon?

Poems about rain

Rain

By Pham Phuong Lan

Rain, please stop falling!
Mother has not come home.
The village market is far away,
and there is no bridge across the river.

The rain still falls and falls,
pouring down on a distant roof.
The summer river rises,
making the journey difficult.

The rainy afternoon makes me
worry even more for mother,
her thin shoulders carrying burdens
as rain fills my eyes.

Rain Falls

By Truong Thi Minh Hue

Drip, drip,
drop by drop, rain falls,
greening the rice plants
and cooling the fields.

Rain makes the flowers
and leaves sprout and bud.
Drop by drop,
the rain falls.

Rain Falls

By Nguyen Dieu

The rain falls softly,
one drop after another,
without pushing or shoving,
lining up in order.

Rain paints the ground
and spreads across the leaves.
It falls like a white sheet;
bubbles bob up and down.

The rain lifts the petals,
calls to the green buds,
and washes away the dust
as you clean the house.

Rain falls, rain falls.
Rain is my friend.
Rain is the musical note
I sing into words.

A poem about rainbows

Rainbow

By Pham Thanh Quang

The seven-colored rainbow
bends across the distant sky.
Rainbows also have friends,
reaching toward the rooftops together.

The seven-colored rainbow
shimmers and curves through the sky,
like a mother's back
working from dawn until dusk.

Look, there is a little rainbow
bending to carry the large bridge,
like two close friends
who are never separated.

Poems about the seasons

Autumn

By Nguyen Hoang Son

Look! The golden persimmon
brings autumn into the city,
carrying an ancient tale
told through its fragrance.

Winter

By Tran Quoc Toan

The sky is heavy as lead.
The north wind howls;
bamboo groves sway,
and the wind whips like a lash.

Cold seeps through the bamboo gaps,
and winter enters the house.
Grandmother spreads a straw bed,
fragrant with sticky rice.

Spring and Summer

By Tran Dang Khoa

In spring, flowers bloom beautifully.
Mother and baby butterflies
come to play among the roses.

The mother butterfly sips nectar;
the baby butterfly frolics
with a bright red rosebud.

How joyful when summer begins!
Sparrows and cicadas announce the season.
A refreshing rain falls,
and rice stalks begin to bend.

How to use the poems with children

• Read for sound: clap the rhythm, repeat an interesting line, and notice words that imitate weather.
• Find comparisons: ask what the moon, sun, wind, or rain is compared with and why the image works.
• Connect poem and observation: look outside, keep a simple weather journal, and draw one detail from the poem.
• Explain the science gently: discuss why shadows form, what moves the wind, how rain helps plants, or when a rainbow appears.
• Write four lines: choose one phenomenon, add a color, an action, a sound, and a comparison.

Simple discussion questions

1. Which words help you picture the weather?
2. What can the wind do even though we cannot see its shape?
3. How is rain helpful, and when can heavy rain be dangerous?
4. Which season appears warmest or coldest in the poems?
5. If sunshine had a smell or a sound, what would it be?

Continue the lesson with these creative thinking games for children, including an activity that builds stories from pictures and headlines. Older children may also enjoy comparing the familiar weather in these poems with rare natural phenomena and discussing how a poet might describe them.