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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Children's Poems III These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. Success by Michael R. Burch for Jeremy We need our children to keep us humble between toast and marmalade; there is no time for a ticker-tape parade before bed, no award, no bright statuette to be delivered for mending skinned knees, no wild bursts of approval for shoveling snow. A kiss is the only approval they show; to leave us—the first great success they achieve. Precipice by Michael R. Burch for Jeremy They will teach you to scoff at love from the highest, windiest precipice of reason. Do not believe them. There is no place safe for you to fall save into the arms of love. Love’s Extreme Unction by Michael R. Burch Lines composed during Jeremy’s first high school football game (he played tuba), while I watched his mother watch him. Within the intimate chapels of her eyes— devotions, meditations, reverence. I find in them Love’s very residence and hearing the ardent rapture of her sighs I prophesy beatitudes to come, when Love like hers commands us, “All be One!” Passages on Fatherhood by Michael R. Burch for Jeremy He is my treasure, and by his happiness I measure my own worth. Four years old, with diamonds and gold bejeweled in his soul. His cherubic beauty is felicity to simplicity and passion— for a baseball thrown or an ice-cream cone or eggshell-blue skies. It's hard to be 'wise' when the years career through our lives and bees in their hives test faith and belief while Time, the great thief, with each falling leaf foreshadows grief. The wisdom of the ages and prophets and mages and doddering sages is useless unless it encompasses this: his kiss. What does it mean? by Michael R. Burch for Jeremy His little hand, held fast in mine. What does it mean? What does it mean? If he were not here, the sun would not shine, nor the grass grow half as green. What does it mean? His arms around my neck, his cheek snuggling so warm against my own... What does it mean? If life's a garden, he's the fairest flower ever sown, the sweetest ever seen. What does it mean? And when he whispers sweet and low, 'What does it mean? ' It means, my son, I love you so. Sometimes that's all we need to know. Keywords/Tags: children's poems, children, child, childhood, boy, girl, boyhood, girlhood, mother, father, grandmother, grandfather, family, families, sister, brother
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