Long Poems About Children
#children
Long poems about children. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
wallyroo92
Poem Published
21st Jan 2023 9:54pm
21st Jan 2023 9:54pm
To My Future Grandchildren and Their Children
(and Their Children’s Children)
My grandfather died shortly after I was born
And my father passed away when he was sixty-eight
We don’t know how much time we’re given on this earth
So I’ll tell you a bit about myself now that I’m forty-eight
I’m sure you heard from your parents I was a band nerd
But when I went to college I put my music skills away
I mean I killed (not to toot my own horn) I was really good
But ignoring my passion left me dejected and vague
I majored in business wanting to make a lot of money
But the funny...
My grandfather died shortly after I was born
And my father passed away when he was sixty-eight
We don’t know how much time we’re given on this earth
So I’ll tell you a bit about myself now that I’m forty-eight
I’m sure you heard from your parents I was a band nerd
But when I went to college I put my music skills away
I mean I killed (not to toot my own horn) I was really good
But ignoring my passion left me dejected and vague
I majored in business wanting to make a lot of money
But the funny...
#love
#children
#parent
#family
#WritingPoetry
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12 Comments
joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
14th Dec 2022 8:45am
14th Dec 2022 8:45am
THE RAPTURE IS AT HAND: THE DRYING UP OF THE RIVER EUPHRATES IS THE SIGN !!
The Rapture will involve people dying - mass death.
Nobody will go up without dying. Forget what your pastor told you.
He doesn't know (and may not even care?)
We read that the Rapture is somehow connected to the River Euphrates(Revelation 9.14-15).
It doesn't say the Rapture explicitly.
But it does speak of "the hour and the day" which is code for the Rapture.(Because when Christ spoke of "the hour and the day," (Matt.24.36)
He was referring to the time of THE RAPTURE.
(Later on we read of "the Euphrates drying up" (Rev.16.12).
So,...
Nobody will go up without dying. Forget what your pastor told you.
He doesn't know (and may not even care?)
We read that the Rapture is somehow connected to the River Euphrates(Revelation 9.14-15).
It doesn't say the Rapture explicitly.
But it does speak of "the hour and the day" which is code for the Rapture.(Because when Christ spoke of "the hour and the day," (Matt.24.36)
He was referring to the time of THE RAPTURE.
(Later on we read of "the Euphrates drying up" (Rev.16.12).
So,...
#children
#soldiers
#BestFriend #masculinity
#BestFriend #masculinity
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4 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
5th Dec 2022 11:27pm
5th Dec 2022 11:27pm
Christmas Crime
Sadie woke to sleigh bells on the roof,
the winter witch had cast a spell of ice,
she hoped this year that she would get some proof,
at least a slipping reindeer's dangled hoof.
Outside her room she met the smallest mouse,
who kept some cheese in the sides of his mouth
Listen! she said with the loudest of shouts
but the mouse had no time, he was on his way out.
As she stepped on the stair, she met a Brown Bear,
who lived in the cupboard just under the stairs.
Can't you hear that sound? banging around,
climbing back up...
the winter witch had cast a spell of ice,
she hoped this year that she would get some proof,
at least a slipping reindeer's dangled hoof.
Outside her room she met the smallest mouse,
who kept some cheese in the sides of his mouth
Listen! she said with the loudest of shouts
but the mouse had no time, he was on his way out.
As she stepped on the stair, she met a Brown Bear,
who lived in the cupboard just under the stairs.
Can't you hear that sound? banging around,
climbing back up...
#children
#Christmas
273 reads
2 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
20th Sep 2022 8:15pm
20th Sep 2022 8:15pm
A solitary fish finger
I looked in the freezer
and there on the shelf
sat a frozen fish finger,
all by itself!
I'm not sure who ate
its companions and thought
it was fine to just leave one—
I'm sure it's distraught!
I'd eat it myself
but I'd have to buy more;
to fill up an adult,
you'd need at least four.
Perhaps it would make
a nice meal for a rat;
a feast for the fairies
or snack for a cat.
So, how should I serve it?
With a morsel of cheese?
In...
and there on the shelf
sat a frozen fish finger,
all by itself!
I'm not sure who ate
its companions and thought
it was fine to just leave one—
I'm sure it's distraught!
I'd eat it myself
but I'd have to buy more;
to fill up an adult,
you'd need at least four.
Perhaps it would make
a nice meal for a rat;
a feast for the fairies
or snack for a cat.
So, how should I serve it?
With a morsel of cheese?
In...
#food
#funny
#children #childhood
#children #childhood
370 reads
6 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
25th Aug 2022 2:11am
25th Aug 2022 2:11am
Murderers, Stop Killing The Foetus
Abortion is definitely murder and I say this with no apology.
Anybody who does an abortion or supports abortion is a murderer.
There is absolutely no justification for killing the unborn.
The unborn is a human life form and it has the right to life.
Nobody can create life, so nobody should take the life of a human being.
For your information, here is a fact that nobody can honestly refute.
The safest place for a helpless life form is in the womb.
Destroying the foetus in the womb is showing a gross disregard for the intricacies of life.
This...
Anybody who does an abortion or supports abortion is a murderer.
There is absolutely no justification for killing the unborn.
The unborn is a human life form and it has the right to life.
Nobody can create life, so nobody should take the life of a human being.
For your information, here is a fact that nobody can honestly refute.
The safest place for a helpless life form is in the womb.
Destroying the foetus in the womb is showing a gross disregard for the intricacies of life.
This...
#mother
#children
#birth
#murder
#humankind
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2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2022 9:38pm
23rd Aug 2022 9:38pm
Family Secrets, Ties and Lies
For thirty-five years his father drank heavily
Every weekend like clockwork with no end
And his father would always reminisce about old days
Melancholic he ended a friendship with his best friend
For thirty-five years his parents had been together
Through thick and thin through good and bad
His father would drink to forget the troubles
But it revived memories and made him more sad
“I was the worst son of a bitch” his father would say
“I drank and cheated on your mother” he’d confess
“And can you believe the woman still...
Every weekend like clockwork with no end
And his father would always reminisce about old days
Melancholic he ended a friendship with his best friend
For thirty-five years his parents had been together
Through thick and thin through good and bad
His father would drink to forget the troubles
But it revived memories and made him more sad
“I was the worst son of a bitch” his father would say
“I drank and cheated on your mother” he’d confess
“And can you believe the woman still...
#love
#children
#secrets #family
#secrets #family
398 reads
7 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
12th Aug 2022 8:23pm
12th Aug 2022 8:23pm
DreamKillers
Share a word of love with your friends
Share a word of love with your friends
If you have a little friend
Shake hands with her or him
Share a word of love with your friends"
But who am I
I stand alone
From conception til now
I stand alone
Sucking on bones
To fight off hunger
There's a scythe swinging to and forth
And it has my number
Staring at the ceiling I can see each one of them
Children circling a tree reciting a hymn
Off in the distance away from the tree
I see one alone, I...
Share a word of love with your friends
If you have a little friend
Shake hands with her or him
Share a word of love with your friends"
But who am I
I stand alone
From conception til now
I stand alone
Sucking on bones
To fight off hunger
There's a scythe swinging to and forth
And it has my number
Staring at the ceiling I can see each one of them
Children circling a tree reciting a hymn
Off in the distance away from the tree
I see one alone, I...
#children
#humankind
368 reads
7 Comments
PiecesofEmotions
P.o.E
P.o.E
Poem Published
12th Jul 2022 00:33am
12th Jul 2022 00:33am
"Would he do it again"
There was a time,
he didn't have a thought about life
No opinions on what happened
good or bad
no choice on what to do or how to feel happy or sad
It was a dark time in his young life adulthood was forced upon him
at a very young age
his emotions had to remain hidden
he masked his pain
and suppressed the rage
His own well-being wasn't the only
he had to look after
For 3 little Angels depended on his care watching over them, keeping them safe
that's just how it was
for him life wasn't fair ...
he didn't have a thought about life
No opinions on what happened
good or bad
no choice on what to do or how to feel happy or sad
It was a dark time in his young life adulthood was forced upon him
at a very young age
his emotions had to remain hidden
he masked his pain
and suppressed the rage
His own well-being wasn't the only
he had to look after
For 3 little Angels depended on his care watching over them, keeping them safe
that's just how it was
for him life wasn't fair ...
#sister
#children
#childhood
#family
#memories
358 reads
1 Comment
michaelslove2
Poem Published
6th Jun 2022 8:10am
6th Jun 2022 8:10am
Billy and Bobby Greenfrog
BILLY AND BOBBY GREENFROG
Billy and Bobby Greenfrog lived in the pond behind the Sutter place. The two shared a lily pad on the
eastern side of the pond. Billy and Bobby were talking one day. Billy said, “Bobby, I have been thinking of
moving to a lily pad in the center of the pond. They are bigger there and we are getting cramped on this
little pad with all of our stuff.”
Bobby replied, “We sure are Billy but how are we going to move? We collected
all of this stuff when we were already living here. That...
Billy and Bobby Greenfrog lived in the pond behind the Sutter place. The two shared a lily pad on the
eastern side of the pond. Billy and Bobby were talking one day. Billy said, “Bobby, I have been thinking of
moving to a lily pad in the center of the pond. They are bigger there and we are getting cramped on this
little pad with all of our stuff.”
Bobby replied, “We sure are Billy but how are we going to move? We collected
all of this stuff when we were already living here. That...
#children
#friendship
#animals
#fiction
#ShortStory
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michaelslove2
Poem Published
4th Jun 2022 11:23pm
4th Jun 2022 11:23pm
Alexander The Great
ALEXANDER THE GREAT
Alexander watched through the glass of his cubicle as the people moved around the store. Sometimes people would stop at his cubicle and look in at him. They would smile at him and tap on the glass of his cubicle, sometimes talking to him.
“What a cute Persian cat!” some would say. “Orange, almost a fire orange!” Then they would walk away.
Alexander could not hear what they were saying to him from inside the cubicle of course, separated from the people by the glass but he knew that they were talking to him. He would...
Alexander watched through the glass of his cubicle as the people moved around the store. Sometimes people would stop at his cubicle and look in at him. They would smile at him and tap on the glass of his cubicle, sometimes talking to him.
“What a cute Persian cat!” some would say. “Orange, almost a fire orange!” Then they would walk away.
Alexander could not hear what they were saying to him from inside the cubicle of course, separated from the people by the glass but he knew that they were talking to him. He would...
#children
#animals
#ShortStory
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
21st May 2022 2:42am
21st May 2022 2:42am
School's Out
Over the summer
my name
and my class-generated nicknames
won't be called one thousand times a day
"Ms G, I wrote a song I want people to sing at my funeral"
"Ms G, Darius took my pencil"
"Ms G, can I move seats?"
"Ms G, Marco said my hair smells like pickles and baloney!"
"Ms G, I need a pad"
"Ms G, I need a pad"
"Ms G, I need a pad"
(every girl in my 6th grade class has her period every single day)
"Ms G, look! If you turn this stencil of a jellyfish upside down, it looks...
my name
and my class-generated nicknames
won't be called one thousand times a day
"Ms G, I wrote a song I want people to sing at my funeral"
"Ms G, Darius took my pencil"
"Ms G, can I move seats?"
"Ms G, Marco said my hair smells like pickles and baloney!"
"Ms G, I need a pad"
"Ms G, I need a pad"
"Ms G, I need a pad"
(every girl in my 6th grade class has her period every single day)
"Ms G, look! If you turn this stencil of a jellyfish upside down, it looks...
#children
#school
#funny
1884 reads
6 Comments
CanisInc-Untis
Poem Published
13th Apr 2022 5:47am
13th Apr 2022 5:47am
Sunlight In Their Hour
Sunlight in your darkest hour
Existence submerged under dream
Tap me on the shoulder
Be it the Witching Hour
With your little life and laughter
As though you were still in being
You brought a smile to my face
One that in this world
rarely does appear
your happiness leaves a trace ...
Existence submerged under dream
Tap me on the shoulder
Be it the Witching Hour
With your little life and laughter
As though you were still in being
You brought a smile to my face
One that in this world
rarely does appear
your happiness leaves a trace ...
#children
#dreams
#spiritual
#uplifting
#pagan
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