Children's Poems I

These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. The Desk by Michael R. Burch for Jeremy There is a child I used to know who sat, perhaps, at this same desk where you sit now, and made a mess of things sometimes.I wonder how he learned at all... He saw T-Rexes down the hall and dreamed of trains and cars and wrecks. He dribbled phantom basketballs, shot spitwads at his schoolmates' necks. He played with pasty Elmer's glue (and sometimes got the glue on you!) . He earned the nickname 'teacher's PEST.' His mother had to come to school because he broke the golden rule. He dreaded each and every test. But something happened in the fall— he grew up big and straight and tall, and now his desk is far too small; so you can have it. One thing, though— one swirling autumn, one bright snow, one gooey tube of Elmer's glue... and you'll outgrow this old desk, too. Originally published by TALESetc A True Story by Michael R. Burch for Jeremy Jeremy hit the ball today, over the fence and far away. So very, very far away a neighbor had to toss it back. (She thought it was an air attack!) Jeremy hit the ball so hard it flew across our neighbor's yard. So very hard across her yard the bat that boomed a mighty 'THWACK! ' now shows an eensy-teensy crack. Originally published by TALESetc Mother's Smile by Michael R. Burch for my mother Christine Ena Burch and my wife Beth Harris Burch There never was a fonder smile than mother's smile, no softer touch than mother's touch. So sleep awhile and know she loves you more than 'much.' So more than 'much, ' much more than 'all.' Though tender words, these do not speak of love at all, nor how we fall and mother's there, nor how we reach from nightmares in the ticking night and she is there to hold us tight. There never was a stronger back than father's back, that held our weight and lifted us, when we were small, and bore us till we reached the gate, then held our hands that first bright mile till we could run, and did, and flew. But, oh, a mother's tender smile will leap and follow after you! Originally published by TALESetc Keywords/Tags: children's poems, child, children, childhood, family, mother, father, son, daughter