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Fourth of July Parade

Hear the blare of bugles,
Hear the beat of drums,
Hear the sound of marching feet.
Down the street there comes,
Playing, marching,
Marching, playing,
In the sun and shade,
All the music,
All the color
Of the Fourth’s parade.

See the buglers blowing,
See the drummers pound,
See the feet go up and down
To the music’s sound.
Playing, marching,
Marching, playing,
In the sun and shade,
All the color,
All the music,
Says the Fourth’s begun.

“Fourth of July Parade” is an anonymously written poem.

Stacey Shubitz View All

I am a literacy consultant who has spent the past dozen years working with teachers to improve the teaching of writing in their classrooms. While I work with teachers and students in grades K-6, I'm a former fourth and fifth-grade teacher so I have a passion for working with upper elementary students.

I'm the author of Craft Moves (Stenhouse Publishers, 2016) and the co-author of Jump Into Writing (Zaner-Bloser, 2021), Welcome to Writing Workshop (Stenhouse Publishers, 2019), and Day By Day (Stenhouse, 2010).

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