Celebrated poet Agniya Barto has enthralled kids and families with her poetry for many years. Her straightforward but endearing poems are classics in children’s literature because they are full of happiness, humor, and important lessons. Barto has gained a special place in many homes thanks to her ability to engage young readers with relatable characters and lighthearted language.
Her poems frequently address commonplace scenarios that kids run into, such as interacting with toys, processing feelings, and forming friendships. Children can easily comprehend and enjoy them due to the gentle rhythm and vivid imagery, which also fosters creativity and imagination.
Barto’s works are still beloved by parents and educators because of their enduring appeal and capacity to foster a love of reading in young readers. Her poems are a great addition to any family’s reading routine because they not only provide entertainment but also impart lessons on kindness, empathy, and the beauty of life’s little pleasures.
Poem Title | Description |
Toys | A playful poem about a child’s toys and their adventures. |
Bear | A simple story of a lost toy bear and the emotions that come with it. |
Ball | Describes a child"s joy in playing with a bright, bouncing ball. |
Horse | A poem about a wooden toy horse and its importance to a child. |
- TOYS
- Bunny
- Little horse
- Little bull
- Truck
- Airplane
- Ship
- Ball
- Bear
- Elephant
- Kid
- Flag
- Drum
- Little Bear – Ignorant
- Playing in the herd
- Dirty girl
- I am growing
- I"ve grown up
- Sparrow
- Uchi-uti
- Katya
- Once upon a time there lived a dump truck
- We didn"t notice the bug
- Shoes
- It happened in January
- A hundred clothes
- Miracles
- Rattle
- Mashenka
- We left
- Sonya
- Chatterbox
- Bunny in the shop window
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TOYS
Bunny
I stayed in the rain bunny after the mistress threw the bunny. I got so wet that I was unable to move from the bench.
Little horse
I adore my horse; I will ride her to visit, comb her coat silky, and use a comb to smooth her tail.
Little bull
A small bull ambles, swinging, He lets out a sigh and says, "Oh, the board is ending. I’m going to fall now!"
Truck
No, our attempt to ride the cat in the car was unsuccessful because the cat isn’t used to riding and ended up flipping the truck.
Airplane
We’ll construct the aircraft on our own, so we’ll fly over the woods before coming back to our mother.
Ship
Pulling a boat with a rope in hand and a sailor’s hat on Over a swift river
Frogs are leaping after me, tumbling after me, and pleading with me, "Captain, give me a ride!"
Ball
Our Tanya has fallen into the river and is crying uncontrollably. Don’t cry, Tanechka; the ball won’t drown in the river. Keep quiet.
Bear
We let the bear fall to the ground and ripped off its paw. Regardless, I won’t leave him behind because he’s good.
Elephant
It’s time to go to bed! The bull nodded off, and you should lie on your side inside the box. The bear retired to his slumber. It is only the elephant who refuses to sleep. He gives the elephant a bow as the elephant nods his head.
Kid
I am the caregiver for my child. I will bring the child to the verdant garden. I will bring him early in the morning.
I’ll find him in the grass after he gets lost in the garden.
Flag
As though I started the fire, burning in the sun flag.
Drum
Right, left! Right, left! To the procession The separation is imminent. To the procession He’s heading squad. Percussion incredibly joyful
Drumming, Drumming One and a half hours in a row!
Right, left! Right, left! There are already holes in the drum!
Little Bear – Ignorant
Little Bear is the son that his mother had. He resembled a brown bear, just like his mother.
The bear is going to lie down. The son will take a seat beside him in the shade under a tree, and so they lie.
He’ll trip and fall. Oh, how unfortunate! Mother feels sorry for him. One more astute in the reserve There won’t be a child!
The disciplined little son doesn’t even recognize! He discovered bee honey—and his paw was filthy in it!
Remember, the mother says, "You can’t grab like that, I’m going!" He began chomping and got completely covered in honey.
Mama, look after him. Enjoy yourself while you wash and pet your son. Use your tongue to smooth his fur.
He’s cutting the parents off in their conversation. You are not to interrupt an adult bear!
He is running towards the house. He was the first to ascend into the den, and the elderly bear refused to give way.
His disappearance from somewhere yesterday left Mother utterly exhausted!
Unkemptand unkempt When the son got home, he told his mother, "And I was lying in a hole."
He had a terrible upbringing, He doesn’t sleep; he cries all night long! All he does is torture his mother. Are you strong enough to handle this?
When the son went to visit, he bit the neighbor and shoved the neighbor’s bear cubs off a tall branch.
Brown bear She grieved for three days, walking around dejected and thinking, "Oh, what a fool I am—I spoiled my son!"
Confer with your spouse The mother bear said, "Things are not going well, our son is getting worse!"
He fights in the bushes, destroys bird houses, and lacks sense of decency in public places!
The bear roared back, asking his wife, "What have I got to do with it?" The bear cub should be able to be influenced by its mother! It’s your concern, son, which is why you became a mother.
However, it got to the point where the bear lifted a paw in opposition to his own father!
With a fierce howl, the father spanked the imprudent one. (It seems that the father was also affected.)
And the bear’s she cries, She won’t allow you to touch her son because hitting kids is wrong. My spirit aches.
Family strife Bear: And the son becomes illiterate!
I’ve heard rumors, and people say things like, "What are bears like among guys?"
Playing in the herd
We had to growl when we played in the herd yesterday. We snarled and moaned, let out dog barks, and listened for Anna Nikolaevna’s comments.
And with a firm tone, she asked, "What kind of noise are you making?" Though I’ve seen plenty of kids, this is the first time I’ve seen them.
In response, we informed her that there were no kids present. We are dogs and cows, not Vova or Petya!
And dogs never stop barking; they are nonverbal. Moreover, cows constantly moo while chasing flies.
In response, she said, "What are you saying?" Alright, cows, I was a shepherd back then. Remember, too, that I’m leading the cows home!
Dirty girl
Oh you, dirty girl, Where did you get so filthy-handed? Paths on your elbows; black palms.
– I’m in the sun Lying and holding with both hands raised. They are tanned here.
Oh you, soiled young lady, Where did you get that much dirt on your nose? As though smoked, the nose tip is black.
– I’m in the sun Lying, holding up her nose. Here he is, looking tanned.
Oh, you filthy young lady, Not like a girl, but like a black man with zebra-like legs, you smeared stripes all over your legs.
– I’m in the sun Heads up, heels down. Consequently, they were tanning.
Oh, is that correct? Was that right? We’ll exert every last bit of effort. Give me some soap, please. We can connect with it.
The girl gave a loud cry as I noticed MOCHAL scratching herself like a cat and saying, "Don’t touch PROWLLES!" They are tanned, so they won’t be white. The palms were cleaned as well.
They used a sponge to wipe their noses and CREAMED to cry, saying, "Oh, my poor nose!" He is not patient with soap! He’s tanned, so he won’t be white. Additionally, the nose was cleaned.
Loud voice, laundered stripes: "Oh, I’m afraid of tickling!" Take out the brushes! since they are tanned, they won’t be the heels of white. Additionally, the heels were cleaned.
– You are now entirely white, devoid of any tan. It was filthy.
I am growing
I had no idea that I was becoming older. Every hour, every time. I took a seat in a chair, but as I walked to class, I kept growing.
Expanding, As I glance out the window, expanding, When I’m seated in a theater, In the light, in the dark, I keep growing, though.
There’s a battle for tidiness; I sweep and develop.
With a book, I take a seat. While reading a book on the couch, I develop.
Standing on the bridge together, my dad doesn’t grow, but I do.
They assign me a grade. False, I nearly cry, but I’m developing.
I’ve already outgrown my mother; I’ve grown in the rain and the frost!
I"ve grown up
I’m learning from the ABC book, so I don’t have time for toys right now. I’ll gather my toys and give them to Seryozha.
Dishes made of wood I won’t part with them just yet. It’s okay that the hare is dull because I need him too.
The bear is also too filthy. It is a shame to part with the doll: He can either toss her under the bed or give her to the boys.
Give Seryozha the locomotive, please? It’s not good not having a wheel. I have to play for at least 30 minutes after that!
I study from the ABC book now, so I don’t have time for toys. However, I doubt I’ll give Seryozha anything.
Sparrow
A sparrow in a puddle Spinning and Leaping. He fluffed up his tail and ruffled his feathers. The weather is pleasant! Calm, collected, and serene!
Uchi-uti
The mother duck emerged very early in the morning to give the ducklings instruction.
She instructs them, instructs them! – You swim in a row, uti-uti, smoothly.
Despite the fact that the son is not large, Mom forbids you from being afraid.
"Duckling, swim, swim; don’t be afraid; you won’t drown."
Katya
We played with sprouts for the entire morning.
We used our own hands to place them in jail.
Together, my grandmother and I planted seedlings.
And Katya strolled through the garden with a friend.
After that, we had to battle weeds.
We used our hands to pull them out.
Me and my grandmother hauled full watering cans,
Katya was sitting on the garden bench.
– Why are you sitting out there? Seated in a strange way?
Katya responded, "I’m waiting for the harvest," to that.
Once upon a time there lived a dump truck
A dump truck used to reside there. One day, it went to a construction site and parked at the gate early in the morning. The sentry inquired, "Who’s there?" – In response, the dump truck said, "I brought excellent slag."
Well done, dump truck He hasn’t been where? Sadly, while transporting bricks and gravel, he became stuck in a ditch!
He continued to skid. Barely could the dump truck get out. "Don’t touch me, I’m in for repairs today," he says. I have dents in my frame!
"Alexey," my mom exclaimed.- You succeeded in entering a ditch?
The dump truck is the issue. Was a nice guy named Alyosha. What is his age? Approximately six years old!
The dump truck honks loudly, saying, "I’m having a breakdown right now, but I’ll be back on the road in the morning." All right, mom said, but be Alyosha for the time being! After having some milk, head to bed! I guess I had to turn into Alyosha!
Alyosha, where are you? He’s asleep already, and he’s sleeping at home, not in the car.
We didn"t notice the bug
He’s alive for the time being, but we didn’t notice the bug and we closed the winter windows. Wingspan: spreading, buzzing in the window.
And I ask my mum for assistance, saying, "There’s a live bug there!" Let’s reveal the picture!
Shoes
My brother’s shoes fit him well—not too tiny, not too big. When they put them on Andryushka, he doesn’t move at all; instead, he treats them like a toy and keeps his gaze fixed on the shoe. A sensible, well-organized boy Purchasing something new: He’s now pulling the laces and caressing the shoes. After taking a seat, Andrey raised his leg and used his tongue to lick the shoe. Now that the time has come, let’s get moving and take the initial step!
It happened in January
It was January, there was a Christmas tree on the mountain, and bad wolves prowled around it.
A long time ago They encounter the wolf beneath the mountain at night, when the forest is extremely silent. Three small hares and a doe.
Who is up for a New Year’s Eve celebration? to get caught in a wolf’s jaws! Tiny hares darted ahead, leaping onto the tree.
Like toys, they hung their ears and pressed. Ten tiny rabbits Lying motionless atop the tree –
Tricked the wolf. He believed that on the mountainside, there was a decorated tree in January.
A hundred clothes
A dress with lining, three vests, and a bodice made of flannel.
A large shawl, a scarf around the neck, What sort of ball is in motion here? One hundred garments and one hundred fasteners. unable to speak a word.
"I’m so wrapped up that I’m not sure if I’m here,"
Miracles
"Miracles," Lyuba exclaimed.- The coat of fur was long. A fur coat was inside the chest, but it got too small for me.
Rattle
How much Sitting is Andryushka. in front of the porch on the carpet. He is holding a rattle that has a bell in it.
How miraculous does the boy appear? The boy is taken aback and perplexed. Where did the ringing sound originate from?
Mashenka
Who lives in this room, exactly? Who awakens along with the sun?
It’s Mashenka awakening. She shifted back and forth, tossing off the blanket as she abruptly got to her feet.
This is not a large room; this is an enormous country with two enormous sofas, a verdant meadow, and a rug by the window.
Mashenka elongated Mashenka was taken aback and said, "Who is that there?" to the mirror.
When she got to the chair, she took a little break, stood by the table, and then moved forward once more.
Masha started to mature. We have a daughter to raise. Masha is the mother of a daughter who will turn six months old soon.
She covers her eyes from the light and lies there without crying. Let’s take the lamp off the table so she can sleep with us.
We left
In order for the puppy to grow up healthy, we fed him milk. We sneakily ran barefoot to him when we woke up in the middle of the night to touch his nose.
The puppy was trained by the boys, He walked on the lead, a little agitated, as they played with him in the garden.
Like an adult dog, he was accustomed to snapping at strangers. Suddenly, a truck pulled up and all the boys were taken away.
He waited, wondering when the game would begin. When is the fire going to be started? He became acclimated to the bright fire and the early morning POPE CALLE TO THE GOOD. And he gave a hoarse bark toward the dark bushes.
In solitude within the garden, he took a seat on the terrace. For an hour, he remained motionless, refused to wag his tail, and was unable to eat.
The guys came back from halfway and remembered him. He refused to let him inside the house even though they wanted to.
He’ll confront them all face-to-face on the porch. Young people, With all of his heart, he gave a bark.
Sonya
Unintentionally touch her and react right away: – Watch out! Olga Nikolaevna, I felt his push!
SONIN VOICE: "Oh, I pricked." I’ll be critical of you because I have something in my eye!
Once more, complaints at home: – Head aches. Mom wouldn’t tell, so I would lie down.
The boys got together and decided to open an account, count the complaints, and determine how much it would be each year.
Sonechka became frightened and sat silently.
Children and families have loved Agnia Barto’s poems for many years because of their simplicity, kindness, and sense of humor. Her poetry encapsulates the simple pleasures of childhood, such as the value of friendship and the joys of play, making them accessible to younger readers. Barto’s poems foster creativity and impart important lessons in a kind that is gentle and captivating, all thanks to her lively and rhythmic writing. Her works, which honor the ageless concepts of kindness, curiosity, and the beauty of growing up, are still passed down by families today.
Chatterbox
What a blabbermouth They say Vova made this up, Lida. When should I start our conversation? I have no time to talk!
Everyone voted for drawing club, drama club, photography club, chorus club—I want to sing—and drawing club.
As I was leaving the hall yesterday, Marya Markovna remarked, "Drama club, photography club—this is too much." Pick one of those clubs for yourself, my friend.
Well, the picture is why I selected it. However, I also want to sing. Additionally, everyone voted for the drawing club.
And what about Lida, the talkative person who Vova allegedly made up? When should I start our conversation? I’m too busy to talk!
I’m getting older now. The person overseeing our class. What is it that I want? Gentlemen, learn to fly.
I’ll get up using a stratostat. And by the way, what is it? Is this stratostat, when the elderly are taking flight?
And this was invented, they say, by that talkative Lida. And when do I talk? I’m too busy to talk!
I still have a lot to do. both in Russian and German. We are assigned the reading and grammar task. I’m sitting there staring out the window when I notice a boy there.
"Come here, and I will give you to Irisa," he says. And I respond, "I have a ton of Russian and German." "Come here, I will give you to Irisa," he continues.
And this was invented, they say, by that talkative Lida. And when do I talk? I’m too busy to talk!
Ku-ka-re-ku! I’ll watch out for the hens. COMPHAH-TAY-TEA! DARK in the underbrush. IIU, MUR-MUR-MUR! AM-AM! Who is in attendance? Quack, quack, quack! It’s going to rain in the morning tomorrow! Moo-moo-moo! Someone needs milk?
Bunny in the shop window
Sitting in the storefront window is Bunny. He’s got on a plush grey shirt. They created an overly large grey bunny ear.
He sits, pressed up against the frame in a grey plush fur coat. You have such large ears; how can you look so brave here?
The enduring charm of Agnia Barto’s poems never fails to enthrall both parents and kids. Young readers will find her simple yet emotionally charged poetry to be both enjoyable and relatable as they speak to childhood experiences.
Her writings also inspire children to love reading because of their lively rhythm and simple rhymes. Many of her poems are valuable components of early childhood education because they not only provide entertainment but also impart valuable life lessons.