First Day of School Poems

These first day of school poems are all about the fun and excitement of going back to school in the fall.

Students aren't the only ones who have to adjust when school starts in the fall. This first day of school poem is about a dog.

MY DOG AND THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL
My dog wasn’t happy
the first day of school.
I hugged him and kissed him good-bye.
I told him “Stay home!
in your bed and don’t roam.”
I left him and tried not to cry.

But just before ten
when I picked up my pen,
Imagine our shock and surprise!
Outside, through the glass
with his face to the class
was my dog with two paws…and two eyes!

by Denise Rodgers
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First Day of School Poems #2

BUTTERFLIES FLUTTER
My butterflies are fluttering.
My words just won’t stop stuttering.
My face is hot.
My hands are cold.
It’s hard to hear
what I’ve been told.

But still I walk.
I barely talk
until I see a favorite friend.
My nervous feelings start to end.
He makes me smile,
and in a while

My butterflies stop fluttering,
and I’m no longer muttering.
Instead I think it’s kind of cool
to start on my first day of school!

by Denise Rodgers
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First Day of School Poems #3

CHALK AND STICKY PASTE
It smells like chalk
and sticky paste.
It’s my secret
favorite place.

I get to visit with my friends.
At lunch,
outside,
it all depends.

We’ve all returned from
summer break.
And now it’s time
to learn,
to make,
do math and projects,
all things cool.

I’m glad it’s my first day of school.

by Denise Rodgers
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First Day of School Poems #4

MY NEW TEACHER
I can’t wait to meet my new teacher
and all of my classmates and friends.
The first day of school is exciting,
though it’s sad summer break has to end.

We all get to meet and eat cookies.
We take assigned seats and learn names.
We write about summer vacation.
Then we play flashcards and games.

I really love summer vacation.
Swimming and biking’s so cool.
But still I can say that my favorite day
is the very first day that starts school.

by Denise Rodgers
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First Day of School Poems #5

SCHOOL STARTS TODAY
Hurray! Hurray!
School starts today.
It’s not about the books.
It’s not about the classes
or the Learning Center Nook.

It's not about report cards
or the quizzes. Here’s a hunch.
It’s all about the playground
and the bus ride
and the lunch.

by Denise Rodgers
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First Day of School Poems #6

TRAINING SPOT
I tried a little ketchup,
but she likes the gravy better.
I pour it on some papers
so it doesn’t touch my sweater.

My dog, she mostly licks it off
and barely ever chews.
My plan is going backward
and I don’t know what to do.

“What’s the deal?” my mother asks.
The truth, I’ll never tell:
to train Spot to eat homework.
(It’s not going very well.)

School will start in three short days.
I’m really getting scared.
If Spot won’t eat my homework
then I’m really not prepared.

by Denise Rodgers
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First Day of School Poem #7

DROPPED MY TOOTHBRUSH IN THE TOILET
Dropped my toothbrush in the toilet.
Threw it out (my mom would boil it).
Overturned my breakfast bowl.
The milk destroyed my raisin roll
and splashed down to our checkered floor.
I took a towel to wipe, what’s more,
I bumped my head when getting up
which overturned my brother’s cup
of fresh-squeezed citrus, orange juice.
My breakfast ruined, what was the use?
The nasty day, a dismal warning --
sure to be an awful morning.
Hopped the bus. The sky was foggy.
Dropped my lunch, all wet and soggy
in a puddle from the rain.
Mornings shouldn’t have such pain.
The school bell rang so loud and shrill.
It made me feel an awful chill.
Until I saw with horrid shock
the sound was coming from my clock!
I sat right up, pulled on my sweater.
Hope my real-life morning’s better!