Up in the sky, high above,
A helicopter flies with love.
Its blades spin round and round,
As it hovers above the ground.

Down below, in the field,
Bales of hay are freshly sealed.
The farmers work hard all day,
To gather and stack it away.

But wait, what's that up in the air?
A hot-air balloon, it's quite a rare affair!
Its colors bright and bold,
A sight to behold.

Now let's turn to our own head,
Where hair grows long or short instead.
A hairbrush helps to make it neat,
And tidy up every strand and feat.

And lastly, let's not forget,
Our hand is a tool we must not neglect.
We use it to hold and play,
To wave hello and point the way.

So there you have it, kids, a fun little rhyme,
About things that we see all the time.
From high up in the sky to down on the ground,
Every little thing we do makes the world go round.

Reflections

Here are a few questions to ask kids to think about the poem:

1. What are some things that you saw in the poem?
2. Have you ever seen a helicopter or a hot-air balloon in real life? What was it like?
3. What does a hairbrush help us do?
4. What can we use our hands for?
5. How do you think the farmers feel after working hard to gather and stack the hay?