Most Liked Childhood Poems (355)

Weeping Willow oh how you spray.
So gallant laying astray.
Branches of steel yearning so high.
Weeping Willow oh so strong,
Why do you cry?

We sit together on the bench, watching Nora play
"Look! Look at me!" she cries
Her little red head bounces and darts to and 'fro
She picks up a leaf, a stone, a dandelion,
Rushes up to us now and again, revealing her treasures
Small in stature, big in spirit, she dances across the lawn
We look at each other and smile,
Our eyes showing what our hearts know
Oh, what exquisite joy! Holding hands,
Watching Nora grow

I count each precious baby kiss
And store them deep inside
For future reference
When kisses may not come so easily
From growing lips.
I see you standing there,
Small, yet tall and proud
In new school clothes
And my heart catches in my throat.
Where has my baby gone?
We drive to school
And I fight the urge
To rush you home
Safe with me forever.
I see your face alight with joy
And hear your endless chatter,
Caught up in the excitement
Of new adventures.
I know you are ready,
Already beginning to let go of me
In small ways.
I am not prepared for this.
My throat tightens again and my heart aches.
I know you are ready.
Will I ever be?

You came into my life, it was to my delight,
You touched me like no other, i never knew any better,
With your arms you held me tight and a promise to protect me forever.
You held my hand when i had fear of being around others,
I always felt a bit different than all the other little children,
I stood afar and watched them play, fear was there and present,
Nobody knew what i had gone through expect you and another,
I blamed myself for years for all that had happened,
I lost the ability to learn and did poorly in school,
kids laughed at me because i was slow, thought of me
as a fool.

Years have all since passed, i found who i am,
A prisoner to night terrors caused by you and all of them.
Oh, you were the first but you were not the last.
To take a child of 5 and sentence her to life.

If it was not for god i would have chose death,
then to have to live with these memories deep within
my head. A touch means many things, some good, some
bad, but a childhood can be forever lost by a mere
touch of a hand

My dear son,
My life, my love, my sun!

I cried with joy
The day when you was born

I work alot
For you to have your wants

I don't sleep
When you are getting sick
I don't blame you
When you'r being weak

I bring you food
Protect you from the world
I hold your hand
And you are getting strong

I stop my dreams
I sacrifice my life
For you
To have me near by your side

humpty dumpty sat on a wall
humpty dumpty had a great fall
all the kings horses
and all the kings men
couldnt put humpty together again



I WILL BE HAVING A BOOK SIGNING AT THE NEXT MEET THANK YOU VERY MUCH
HAHA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

mommy i needed you but you were never there.

i cryed but you just didnt care

i was a child to young to understand,

all of your lies I now know.

I know who you really are.

you make me sad with all the pain that you have brought me.

the ways that you that tought me mommy are all wrong and I have to learn to be me all over again.

the strength I once had I have to rebuild.

mommy I am not happy with you and I have never been but one day when i buy you some flowers and look to the sky I hope you realize twhat you have done to me

Lilacs in hand,running blindly.
"Thank you son. I'll put them in a jar
Now go play. Be back for lunch."
Mud puddles,rubber boots
Big mud castles surrounded by great big moats
Pulled teeth and majic fairies, teeth for money.
What a deal." Mom....any more loose?"
"Mom can I have a nickle for licorice??
Please I've been good....mostly!"
Under a tent protected from the ghosts
Moving tent with poles like legs.
Running wildly,trilliums in hand
"Thank you son.I'll put them in a jar
Now go play. Be back for supper."
Picking blueberries in a little can,
Eating wild blackberries til I was sick.
Big juicy blackberries oh so very thick.
Pictures in the stars and skies.Cricket songs.
Fresh cut hay. Sweaty heads and haywagon rides.
Chase the bull and... spend the day eating apples.
Fireflys,night skies,campfires and hugs goodbye.
Apple blossoms in my hand,
Running wildly to my Mother's arms.
"Thank you son, I'll put them in a jar.
Now go play and come back for a snack".
"When the milkman comes could we get some chocolate milk,
huh mom,huh..please"." Of course son, but just one.
Pellet guns and playing war, pop pellet out..boy is that sore.
No need for eye shields just duck in time. Oh boy.
"We gotta quit before dad comes or he'll think were stupid"
"Yah! just use the bows,arrows and put the pellet guns away."
Home made kites and tattered tail,
strong north winds, a hearty gale.
"Wow! Dan look at how high I am. i'm hunerd feet above yours!"
Can I really help split the wood Dad?.
"Stand back and don't hit my toes."
"Wow..where'd that wood go?
Did I do good dad, did I ...I still have my toes!!"
Chocolate cake and lick the spoon..
Boy is that good.Lick it till it shines.
Bikes and bags and glass pop bottles,
find the most and your friends a goof!
Turn them in at the garage and get 50 cents..
Wow! Holy cow..how good is this.
Pine cones,walnuts,fresh melted snow, sparkling icicles
"Son go knock the icicles off the eaves,
use a broom and don't stand under..ok!"
"Ok dad. I'll be careful..not like last time.
Mom still hasn't mended my shirt!!"
"Mom, mom..look a dollar on the floor A whole dollar..
someone lost it and I can keep it? Gee thanks Mom.
Wow! Just in time for Xmas..how 'bout that!"
Bells and laughter on the roof and then presents
under the tree" He is real. He was just here!!."
As Dad came in I told him he missed Santa.
Toy trains, toy guns,wooden cars and story books
Running wildly to my mom,icicles in hand.
"No flowers mom..All I could find were
icicles to tell you I love you".
"I know you do son. I'll melt them down and
we'll have hot chocolate and marshmallows..
Now go play and come back for Xmas Dinner."
Home made sled and ropes and dogs and ...mr.. tree..oops!!
Ski by moonlight, cold by daylight, sore hands
Will I loose my toes?
Hockey ponds and moonlit poles, frozen feet and argued goals.
Yells and screams...........but today a smiling dream.

SO SMALL HE WAS TO DEAL WITH PAIN,

BORN IN AN EMPTY HOME OF SHAME,

NO CHANCE TO LAUGH LIKE CHILDREN DO,

CONFUSED, AND SCARED, WITHOUT A CLUE,

HIS MOM WAS THERE YET FAR AWAY,

THOUGHT NO ONE CARED, ALONE HE PLAYED.

BIG SAD BROWN EYES SILENTLY SCREAMED,

SANG LOUD AND PROUD, MUSIC'S HIS DREAM.

GREW UP REAL FAST,HE HAD NO CHOICE,

RELEASED HIS PAIN WITH SINGING VOICE.

THIS CROSS HE BARED, TO MUCH FOR ONE,

HE'S STRONG NOW GROWN, HE IS MY SON.

Mommy are you okay?, can you please forgive me mommy, I am so sorry..
I didn't mean to spill the milk, or bounce the ball in the house, or yell at Tommy when I was in my room to "just get out"
At times like these I need a hand helping,....or is it a helping hand?... Like these sentences your whereabouts I just can understand.
I thought that we were just playing a game of hide 'n' seek, but when I was done counting......those seconds, turn into weeks.
As much as I thought that I was good, I must have been really bad, And for that reason I think, just because of me,...your not coming back.
I promise if you do, I will be a good boy, I'll eat my vegitables, clean my room, and pick up all my toys.
I am so confused mommy, how did I make you feel this way? Made you feel the feelings you feel, But feelings I thought were okay....But the feelings I made you feel made you go away.....I don't know what to do with myself now never mind today,
I love you so much mommy but I am so really lost, I can't tell what shoe goes on what foot, or what happened to my other sock....
I'm so sorry for whatever I did that made you go away, I don't know much, But I do know that I will love you more tomorrow, than I did today