15 Althea Randolph Poems

Enjoy these Althea Randolph poems. Althea Randolph was born in the 1800s. She published her first and only book, A Shower of Verses, in 1914. The poetry book was primarily written for children, however, there are poems that adults will also enjoy. At the beginning of the book she writes:
'Tis thus, my little Darlings,
These rhymes were sown for you.
Within your Nursery-gardens
Will you plant my poems, too?

The book description states the book contains, Mother's Treasure Book, Fancies, Fairies, and Frolics, Twilight Poems. She ends the book with the following rhyme:
My dearest children big and smalls
Whene'er you read these rhymes recall
The one who wrote them loves you all!

Althea Randolph
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  1. Unity
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    Many little grains of sand
    It takes to make the mighty land;
    While alone, they ne'er would be
    Anything but sand, you see!

    Many drops of water too,
    It takes to make the ocean blue;
    While alone, they ne'er would make
    Ocean, river, or a lake!

    Many trees of different kinds,
    Within a forest dense, one finds;
    Still, together there they stay,
    Each one growing in its way!

    But suppose they all should hate,
    Fight, and then should separate;
    All alone, each ne'er would be
    Anything except a tree!

    So together we should stand,
    Like a mighty soldier band.
    With Love as armor, then should we.
    United, be God's Family!

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  2. Oh, Just Suppose!
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    Oh, just suppose each drop of rain
    Became a pretty flower; -
    How much we'd wish for showers to come
    To make the world a bower!

    We'd have green showers of mignonette,
    And showers of violets, blue.
    And purple showers of heliotrope.
    Pink showers of roses, too!

    We'd have perhaps a shower of gold.
    When Spring or Fall was nigh,
    And daffodils or golden-rod
    Fell down from out the sky!

    Sometimes we'd have a rainbow shower
    Of wild flowers, every hue!
    And oh, I think this shower would be
    The prettiest one, don't you?

    And just suppose in Winter-time,
    When cold North winds do blow.
    We'd have a shower of daisies, white.
    Instead of flakes of snow!

    A glorious world we'd have, for when
    The bright Sim hid its face,
    There'd be a shower of brilliant flowers
    To quickly take its place!

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  3. Do And Don't
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    Oh, Mary dear, don't talk so loud!
    Do learn to modulate your voice;
    Don't grab the best of everyrthing.
    Wait first, till others make their choice;
    Add "Thank you" when you say a Yes,
    And "Thank you" when you answer No!
    Be ladylike and dignified,
    And gentle, too, where'er you go!

    Don't pull your hat down on your nose,
    Nor chew your gloves while you are out!
    Don't lose the ribbons from your braids,
    And let your hair fly all about!
    Stand straight upon your feet, my dear.
    And turn your toes out when you walk;
    Be thoughtful for your little friends,
    And let them have a chance to talk!

    Don't tear the buttons off your shoes.
    And never, never slam a door!
    Another thing, dear child, don't do -
    Drop handkerchiefs upon the floor!
    Don't twist your curls, nor knot your sash;
    And never bite your nails, oh, no!
    Don't blot your books, — Do dot your i's,

    Don't run your words together so!
    Your teachers mind, — heed what they say,
    Recite your lessons well in school;
    When playing with the boys and girls,
    Obey always the Golden Rule!
    Don't chatter, chatter all the time,
    'Tis well to be a listener, too;
    Don't fool away each hour of day,

    For there is often work to do!
    Be prompt, be neat, be kind and good;
    And don't forget yotir prayers at night; —
    Do all these Do's — Don't do the Don*ts,
    And you, my child, will grow up right!

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  4. My Rose
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    I have a little Rose,
    And what do you suppose?
    It has ten pretty toes,
    One cunning little nose.
    And hair tied up with bows.
    Why, everybody knows
    It is my Baby Rose!

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  5. When The Day Is Done
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    When day is done — and lights are out,
    And you are tucked in bed;
    Remember then the deeds you've done,
    Recall the words you've said.

    And if the deeds that day were kind,
    The words both gentle, true,
    I'm sure the Angels bright will bring
    Sweet rest, dear child, to you!

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  6. Flower-Friends
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    Gloria with her Flower-friends,
    In the garden plays;
    Happy little comrades, they.
    Through the summer days!

    Pansies, Roses, Mignonette,
    Lilies, white and tall,
    Violets and Heliotrope, -
    Gloria loves them all!

    In their flower-language sweet
    Secrets do they tell, —
    And Gloria seems to understand
    What they say, quite well!

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  7. Memory Book
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    Our memory is like a book.
    The pages written on
    With things we've said, and things we've thought,
    And deeds that we have done.

    Now let this Book of Memory,
    Be sacred to us all,
    Write nothing on a page of it,
    We'd care not to recall.

    Then when the leaves are backward turned,
    To read the story told,
    There'll be no word, no thought, nor deed,
    But of the purest gold.

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  8. I Wonder!
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    I wonder if the trees and flowers
    Have relatives like me;
    If Lilies are the cousins to
    The Rose and pink Sweet-pea.

    If Heliotrope and Violets
    Are kin to one another.
    Or if they don't know what it is
    To have a baby brother.

    I wonder if the Elm and Oak,
    The Maple and Pine Tree,
    Have uncles, like my Unde Ned,
    Who is so good to me.

    And now I'd like to know who are
    The Mother and the Father;
    But then perhaps to have such things.
    The trees and flowers don't bother!

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  9. What Do They Say?
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    What do little flowers say,
    As they grow up day by day?
    "We are glad that we are fair,
    And with fragrance fill the air,
    For our pleasure is to give
    Happiness to all who live!"
    This is what the flowers say.
    As they grow up day by day!

    What do little birdies say.
    As they grow up day by day?
    "Let us sing a song so glad,
    That to all the world we'll add
    Paeans of praise and joy and love.
    In gratitude to God above!"
    This is what the birdies say.
    As they grow up day by day!

    What should little children say.
    As they grow up day by day?
    "Let us sing as birdies do.
    Songs of joy and praises true;
    Let us each be as a flower
    Budding in Earth's living-bower.
    Shedding sweetness everywhere,
    Proving God's great loving care!

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  10. Around The World
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    Around the tracks my train does run.
    And never stops at all.
    Until it reaches Budapest
    (The station in the hall).

    From there it travels on to Rome,
    And then to Naples, too;
    The bridge across the Baltic Sea,
    Is in the bedroom blue.

    The table in the library
    Is Sweden and Norway;
    And to the south, behind the desk.
    The City of Bombay.

    Then quickly crossing Germany,
    And travelling 'round by Spain,
    My train arrives in gay Paree,
    Which is upon the Seine.

    Over the English Channel rough,
    Upon a bridge (foot-stool),
    Next comes my train to London-Town,
    En route for Liverpool.

    Across the ocean then it goes
    (Which is the parlor floor),
    And stops a minute in New York,
    The station at the door.

    America, my nursery is;
    My bed, the Behring Strait,
    Upon the ice my train then runs.
    And reaches Asia great.

    My Mamma's room is China,
    My Papa's room, Japan;
    Prom there, into the hall again,
    It goes to Hindustan.

    Then back into my Grandma's room
    My train comes steaming fast; -
    Around the World it has just been.
    But now is Home at last!

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  11. Winter
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    With wind and snow I travel
    Upon my yearly way;
    The birds all fly before me,
    The blossoms run away!

    The singing streams and rivers,
    I cause to cease their song;
    The pretty lakes and brooklets,
    I dothe in jackets strong.

    I hide the grassy meadows
    'Neath soft sheets clean and white;
    And cover up the bushes

    With crystal jewels bright!
    I chase the merry children,
    And nip them teasingly;
    But as I bring them happy sports,
    They gladly welcome me!

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  12. The Tree's Wardrobe
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    The trees are very vain, I think!
    I feel this must be true.
    Because they like to change their gowns
    As much as people do!

    When spring and summer time arrive.
    Each one is proudly seen
    To don a dress all new and bright,
    Made up in shades of green.

    In autumn time they make a change,
    And robe in gorgeous clothes
    Of orange, yellow, red, and bronze.
    All trimmed with tints of rose!

    But when the winter comes, alas!
    I'm sorry for the trees,
    For then they wear no clothes at all!
    I wonder they don't freeze!

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  13. Spring
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    You cannot hear me coming,
    My footfall is so light,
    But everywhere I journey,
    I'm welcomed with delight!

    I coax the brooks to babble,
    The mountain streams to flow,
    I deck the trees with blossoms,
    And help the flowers to grow!

    I brighten all the landscape,
    I bid the birds to sing;
    And little children love me,
    And know my name is Spring!

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  14. Early Morning
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    I always open both my eyes,
    Just as the Sun begins to rise;
    When he gets up to shine on me,
    I like to keep him company.

    My Mamma cries: "Do go to sleep!"
    And Papa makes me quiet keep;
    So then I take my little toys.
    And never make a bit of noise.

    I try to read and look at things.
    Until I wish that I had wings,
    So I could fly right out of bed,
    And soar like birds, far overhead!

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  15. Grateful Be
    Poet: Althea Randolph

    Do you ever stop in play.
    Just a little prayer to say:
    "Let me grateful be always.
    Learn to love and to obey"?
    Try this simple little way;
    It will brighten all the day!

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