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Child Cinquain Poems | Cinquain Poems About Child

These Child Cinquain poems are examples of Cinquain poems about Child. These are the best examples of Child Cinquain poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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Toys

Toys
play things
laughing, enjoying, frolicking
What joy to play.
Games


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My child, My pride

This child In whom I pride Born of my flesh and blood Taken from me on a cold night, My cries And I Time after time Look high and low, tireless As I sense, yet see not where you hide, Sent spies At night To roam the skies And throw my shooting stars That you can see my Light conquers The night And I Have heard your cries Keep your eyes on lightbeams A force that will turn you alight And I Will find You, and you, I Tied together as one Melting all fears and tears; in you I pride. © March 2012


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Another Miracle

Life surrounds us with miracles each and every day
Blinded are the people who don’t see the wonder display

A child who’s born with ten fingers and ten tiny perfect toes
A child who’s free from illness and healthy as he continually grows

A single mother struggling to ensure the ability to survive
Facing endless obstacles; her child’s health promotes her drive

A troubled lost soul in dire need, of a kind helping loving hand
His suicidal thoughts evaporate; a now vanished forever disband 

An atheist whose religion is filled with hatred and disbelief
As he takes his very last breath, the Lord’s love fills his voided grief

An elderly couple who’s family is misplaced and sadly out of touch
A homeless needy puppy who’s love has given them simply so much 

An abused neglected child dwelling inside a house of dead
Blessed is the hero who saves this child of dread

A once successful entrepreneur who’s lost everything he once had
Homeless in need of shelter, a “nobody” lends him a helping hand

Miracles are all around us, if we only take the time to truly see
That the next one in need of a miracle could surely be you or me

© Stacy Lynn Stiles