For Children Poems - Poems about For Children

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...

The wild clouds Are traveling In the firmament. The missiles and projectiles Are bursting the profile Of many innocent people. The children Are crying on the benches, And their moms Are suffering miserably. Big and expensive guns Are devouring mountains, Valleys and cities. Where is the love, Amidst all...Read the rest...

If we crammed their heads with facts and dates, Ignoring sparks and curious states, Would learning ever truly take root? Children, not clay, for us to sculpt and boot. Tolerance, not rote, a lesson grand, Understanding hand in accepting hand. "Unfold"...Read the rest...

I’m roused from precious sleep, instantly alert. Listening for you. It's a skill all mothers master, flipping the switch from asleep to awake. I remember when sleep was an ocean, endless depths of waves and dreams. Tranquil, restful, lovely. Now sleep is...Read the rest...

Today’s blessing comes from the author L. R. Knost who, with the wisdom and knowledge she brings reminds us as human beings and parents of two very important things: She teaches us that it is not our job to make...Read the rest...

concrete crib gunfire lullabies burnt lungs grout eyes weak pulse slate tears rubble nursery Lifeless stares debris clouds airstrikes rain blood soaked vest war crime stain Precious innocence dusty gray buried alive unnamed grave...Read the rest...

My worst nightmare sat down beside me With the most angelic face And whispered things too hard to swallow His smile sweetening the taste “All that’s wicked has the upper hand “All that’s pure has gone...Read the rest...

You paint me as the bad guy Colored in flaws from head to toe A priestess of dark magic Inciting men to wrecking havoc Though I'm not sure how this could be so For if I've authored...Read the rest...

People don't ever think for themselves There's this book I read on cultural evolution That says group think is an adaptation If someone says snake And you take the time to look for yourself You're dead Natural selection favors...Read the rest...

The streams of chameleon cultures are wrapped in an unending charade of peace, love and warmth. How I wish we were truly free indeed, not just from the invaders. Free from ourselves, our bonds, our lies...Read the rest...

Written By: D. Collins 5/25/24 Tupac once said he may not spark the change, but will spark the brain that will...... Right here and right now is what he was talking about. The protests are straight from...Read the rest...

Dead petals dropping down with the soft wind ~fall on a black bird~. It sings nicely admiring Its chicks' life....Read the rest...