Recycling Guides:

Recycling Poems

Recycling Inspiration
By Karla Kehler

Come and read
with Happy Stan
The number one
Recycling man
Recycling should be a rule
In every house
To keep our planet
Nice and clean
When we recycle
We save our trees
That give us air
And help us breath
Stan recycles many things
Like paper bags and magazines
Or all the books
You read in school
That make you smart
And super cool
Theres lots of things
That you can do
To keep our planet
Healthy too
Want to make five cent
Or more
Just take your pop cans
To the local store
The newspapers that
Your parents read
Happy Stan will take
indeed
So lets turn the pages
with Happy Stan
And see why we call him
the recycling man

Christmas Recycling Poem
By Karla Kehler

T'was the night before Christmas, when all through the house
The only one up was Happy Stan, not the mouse!

While I was so nestled, and snug in my bed
Pop cans and bottles, clanked in Stan’s head

Happy Stan was awake, he just couldn’t sleep
Dreaming of how many can’s he would reap

While every child’s list, longed almost a mile
The left over boxes, made Happy Stan smile

When out of the blue, Happy Stan heard a clatter
Shocked to discover, that Santa was Fatter

He slid down our Chimney, through ashes and muck
Supposed to be sleeping, I saw Santa stuck

I noticed a man, with traces of dirt
That covered his elbows, his hands and his shirt

He reached his hand high, to help Santa out
Where did he come from, what’s he about?

Who had saved Santa, from being stuck in that soot?
Who yanked him out, from the sole of his foot?

I didn’t quite know, found out what I could
Turns out Happy Stan, did just what he should

Santa was chubby and plump, had put on some pounds
And needed some help, making his rounds

Stan worked out a plan, to help Santa out
In exchange for some words, that Santa would shout

Santa delivered each gift, with a big rosy grin
Happy Stan ate the cookies, ‘cause he was so thin
And I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight
Help save a tree, recycle tonight!

Recycle Your Love
By Karla Kehler

A delicate rose, that can make a heart sing
Hides from the winter and blooms in the spring
Eventually wilts, sinks into the ground
A new seed is planted, a new flower found
Mother recycles her seeds in the earth
Life reincarnation, nature’s rebirth
We all must contribute, to keep our land clean
May the sky bring us rain, and our love keeps it green
Your valentine may be, your husband or wife
Recycle your empties; your true love is life
We pay our respects, to cupid our host
For loves the one thing, that matters the most
So try to cut back, reuse and refill
So glaciers run pure, and Mountains stay still
Out true love is earth, it lets us breathe free
Taking for granted, the beauty we see
Together we’ll polish, this earth to a shine
If you will be, my sweet valentine