Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 4
Reading tip (Line by line, then the whole): Read the poem aloud, line by line. Find the line that answers the question. Rhyming words end with the same sound; the title or main idea covers the whole poem.
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1.In my small garden by the gate,
The tulsi grows so tall and straight.
The jasmine smells so sweet at night,
Its little flowers are snowy white.
The chillies hang in shiny rows,
And a tiny lemon tree slowly grows.
I water them all at the break of day,
And watch the bees come out to play.
Where is the poet’s garden? (a) Behind the school (b) By the gate (c) On the roof -
2.In my small garden by the gate,
The tulsi grows so tall and straight.
The jasmine smells so sweet at night,
Its little flowers are snowy white.
The chillies hang in shiny rows,
And a tiny lemon tree slowly grows.
I water them all at the break of day,
And watch the bees come out to play.
When does the jasmine smell sweet? (a) In the morning (b) At noon (c) At night -
3.Down by the river, slow and grey,
An elephant comes to bathe each day.
She fills her trunk and sprays it high,
A fountain flashing in the sky.
Her baby splashes by her side,
The water’s cool, the river’s wide.
Then off they go through the forest deep,
To find a shady place to sleep.
Who splashes by her side? (a) A crocodile (b) Her baby (c) A boy -
4.My bicycle is old and blue,
Its bell is rusty, its tyres too.
But every morning, rain or shine,
I ride it down this lane of mine.
I wave to the milkman, I pass the cow,
The dog runs after me — bow-wow!
The wind in my hair makes me feel so free,
My old blue bicycle and me!
Which part of the bicycle is rusty? (a) Seat (b) Bell (c) Handle -
5.Beside the road the potter sits,
His wheel goes round, he shapes and fits.
A lump of clay, all wet and brown,
Becomes a pot as it spins around.
He dries his pots in the summer sun,
Then bakes them hard when the day is done.
Matkas, diyas, cups and more,
He sells them all from his little store.
What does the potter make pots from? (a) Plastic (b) A lump of clay (c) Wood -
6.Ding-dong goes the morning bell,
We line up straight and sing as well.
Ding-dong, it’s time for maths and art,
For reading books and learning by heart.
Ding-dong, the lunch bell rings at last,
We open our tiffins and eat so fast.
Ding-dong, the last bell, home we go,
Till tomorrow’s bell, cheerio!
Which word rhymes with “art”? (a) fast (b) bell (c) heart -
7.In summer, when the days are long,
The koel sings her mango song.
The mangoes hang so ripe and sweet,
Yellow and gold, a summer treat.
We climb the tree and shake a branch,
Down they tumble — what a chance!
The juice runs down from chin to toe,
The best of summer, as you know!
What colours are the ripe mangoes? (a) Green and red (b) Yellow and gold (c) Orange and pink -
8.Ding-dong goes the morning bell,
We line up straight and sing as well.
Ding-dong, it’s time for maths and art,
For reading books and learning by heart.
Ding-dong, the lunch bell rings at last,
We open our tiffins and eat so fast.
Ding-dong, the last bell, home we go,
Till tomorrow’s bell, cheerio!
What do the children do at the morning bell? (a) Go home (b) Line up straight (c) Eat lunch -
9.My grandmother’s hands are wrinkled and brown,
They knit me a sweater when winter comes down.
They roll out rotis, round as the moon,
They rock my baby sister to sleep at noon.
They plant marigolds in an old clay pot,
They hold my hand when the road is hot.
Her hands are busy the whole day through,
But they always have time to hug me too.
Whom do the hands rock to sleep? (a) The cat (b) Baby sister (c) The poet’s doll -
10.The clouds roll in, all grey and deep,
They wake the frogs from summer sleep.
The first drops fall on dusty ground,
And fill the air with a pattering sound.
The peacock spreads its tail to dance,
The children splash at every chance.
The thirsty fields drink up the rain,
And everything turns green again.
What colour are the clouds? (a) White (b) Pink (c) Grey -
11.Red and yellow, pink and green,
The brightest colours ever seen!
We throw the gulal, we laugh and shout,
With water guns we run about.
Grandpa’s white kurta is now bright blue,
And my best friend is purple too.
We share gujiyas, sweet and round,
Holi is the happiest day around!
What colour is the poet’s best friend? (a) Yellow (b) Purple (c) Pink -
12.The clouds roll in, all grey and deep,
They wake the frogs from summer sleep.
The first drops fall on dusty ground,
And fill the air with a pattering sound.
The peacock spreads its tail to dance,
The children splash at every chance.
The thirsty fields drink up the rain,
And everything turns green again.
What happens to everything at the end? (a) Turns dry (b) Turns green again (c) Turns brown
Answer key
- By the gate
- At night
- Her baby
- Bell
- A lump of clay
- heart
- Yellow and gold
- Line up straight
- Baby sister
- Grey
- Purple
- Turns green again
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