339Q: My House is Cozy – Bedtime Poem

I was born in the late 70’s and my mom used to recite a bedtime poem to us each night. I can remember three different verses:
Opening verse:
My house is cozy warm and wide.
It has the nicest things inside…
A knife, a fork, a yellow cup,
For drinking all my cocoa up…
Closing verse:
Outside my window I can see,
The moon and stars shine down on me.
Basically the poem was a tour of a child’s home. I believe there was a stop in the kitchen, bathroom then finally the bedroom. I don’t believe it was an original work, and seem to recall my mom saying that she got it from a book, although I don’t ever remember her reading it to¬†us. She was born in the 50’s, so it could be from her childhood. My uncle (her youngest brother) was 10 years older than me, and it may have been a book from him that arrived in disrepair and so she memorized it to recite. My thought is that it is from a compilation/treasury of bedtime poems/rhymes/stories between 1950 and 1980. Googling hasn’t yielded anything. On a whim, I recently purchased Rene Cloke’s Bedtime Book to see if it was from there, but it wasn’t.
Thank you for any help you can provide! We lost our mom 4 years ago and I would love to find the source of this to share with my brothers and sister.

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  1. By Googling some of the lines you remember within quotation marks, I found the poem within a grainy PDF of an old pamphlet of “Saturday School” activities published by the federal Bureau of Elementary and Secondary Education in 1974. (The copy scanned was owned by “the Ferguson-Florissant School District” in Missouri.)

    The author isn’t given, but the title and full text of the poem are as follows:

    A Poem About My House

    Our HOUSE is cozy, warm, and wide.
    It has the nicest things inside:

    A KITCHEN where my mother cooks,
    A SHELF with lots of PICTURE BOOKS,
    A RUG that’s soft beneath my feet,
    A TABLE where we sit to eat.

    We’ve lots of CHAIRS for sitting in.
    Some chairs are fat and some are thin.
    My daddy’s chair is big and tall.
    The one I use is rather small.

    A DESK is where we sit to write.
    We use a LAMP to give us light.
    And there’s a MIRROR an the shelf.
    I look at it and see myself!

    I have a WASHBOWL and a TUB
    Where I can play and splash and scrub.
    My ROOM is white. My CURTAINS, red.
    I have a DRESSER and a BED.

    My mother tucks me in at night
    And quietly turns out the light.
    Outside my WINDOW I can see
    The MOON and STARS shine down on me.

    The URL of the PDF is: https://files.eric.ed.gov/fulltext/ED101835.pdf

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