For Children Poems - Poems about For Children

The room beckons to me, Its silence speaks to me, There’s a volume in its emptiness, A mystery in its void. The past is revealed, The hidden is shown, I see children in a meadow, Playing in the embrace of twilight. There’s a...Read the rest...

We played a game amongst twisted trees Then studied the decaying river bank And as we crouched down onto our knees Our paper boats sailed away and sank We rolled around the blades of grass So fresh and pea...Read the rest...

She is 15 months old…this beautiful little squirt she likes nothing more than walking barefoot everywhere and playing in the dirt. In fact she loves dirt so much…(her parents tell us with a moan) they believe she thinks dirt...Read the rest...

I went to the man at school today He chats a bit and watches me play Asking questions about my feeling Feelings that have got me thinking How I am, and what I enjoy to do Where I go, what...Read the rest...

Roll back to the years of innocence where memories were born, To those magical sounds of love as Christmas day dawned, The excitement of love's joy bouncing on mom and dads bed, ...Read the rest...

I came across lost seedlings, abandoned in a musty bin of a garage. Then heard a meek mist pleading, " oh, fern soil, praise them with your yard." " Douse kaleidoscope cool droplets, those days scorched furnace dark;" "And clover-cove when frigid snow abrades their glinting...Read the rest...

My sweet child I know the distance has come between us And from my suffering you may feel that I've left you behind And I know that to you it might be Another heart-ache To me It's a slight consolation To...Read the rest...

I'd sit on his lap, content as can be, until he'd slide those dentures out and giggle with glee.. My two year old self would reach out to grab, he'd suck them back in before I could nab.. With time as...Read the rest...

What have we done to Generation Z? Left them huge debts, who could break free? Inflated the currency, raised every price If you like your kids, how was that nice? Playgrounds turned into pixelated parks, Teens regret childhood chats with...Read the rest...

Would that my poet's heart could fly, but an artist's anchor is his eye. I still see the magic in mere flesh, so a humble fate is mine... Your form shall be revered, my dear; I pray you never need...Read the rest...

Geese are roaming through my neighborhood Littering every single inch of sidewalk with feathers and poop Contrast to the perfectly manicured lawns Of perfectly manicured suburban families Too perfect I feel like I found true happiness on my walk...Read the rest...

Empty shells at sand Nothing in eyes of adult To child eyes aglow....Read the rest...

It is a debt; nearly one out of three has sadly paid Life started to grow, but its first breath was never made A branch on the family tree that produced no shade Pain of such an investment...Read the rest...

When children play, Imagination, their fast friend, takes them on grand adventures. Adults observe their little ones, cherishing those formative times when children play. Kids become heroes when they join hands with Imagination, their fast friend. Let’s encourage kids to use Imagination, which takes them...Read the rest...

Encouragement works wonders Senseless punishment ~ a fateful blunder ...Read the rest...