Best Childrens Poems
Thank you Sweet Lord
For this wonderful day
The comfort I slept in
The bed where I lay
My faith in my waking
Was never in doubt
Your Love in abundance
I’m never without
I’ve lived on the edge
In my thoughts and my deeds
But each time I fall Lord
You fulfil my needs
I know I’m not perfect
Not even that close
But know in my heart
That I love you the most
You’ve lovingly made me
From nothing but dust
To live among nature
To bathe in your trust
I fail in my goals Lord
I’m often so wrong
But my faith in your Saviour
Is righteous and strong
I cry and I argue
As misdeeds come my way
Bewilderment, sadness
Extremes of dismay
But time heals all wounds
And you’ve never as yet
Burdened my soul
With more than regret
Money and power
The chains that men wear
Evil incarnate
The emblem they wear
The Heavens seem broken
Hell’s taking its toll
I wish I could help Lord
Mankind find his soul
The wings of the Angels
Too heavy for carriage
Set loose from loves cradle
An eniquitous marriage
Find favour in hatred
In Evil find rapture
While the souls of the living
They wantonly capture
Does the fate found in Fatima
Herald our ending
Or is it a portent
That mankind is bending
To the will of the Devil
Corruption and vice
Can you feel mans compassion
Enshrouded in Ice
Oh! What will it take
For to open our eyes
To see through the Evil
This fabric of lies
Come! Lend us your wisdom
Help us see past our fears
Your wonderous truth
Let it wipe dry our tears
The paths that I followed
Far too often misled
To stray from your side Lord
Is the fear that I dread
I yearn for my children
In a world I don’t know
And I’ll Cry and I’ll Pray
For the sweet seeds they’ll sow
~My Pet Dinosaur~
(Rhyme)
I have a dinasour for a pet
He likes to eat all he can get
Prefers plants more than meats
He loves insects,dislikes bats.
The other day I took him to school
He had a great time it was cool
My friends of him were afraid
Because his big teeth displayed.
I'm so glad he came with me
But my teacher did not agree
She had plants over the wall
And my dinasour ate them all!
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
January,11,2015
Party
Childrens party
All good friends bring nice gifts
Food, drink, games, mums, dads, worry, stress
Food gets served, kids go wild
Food down your top
Messy
Once upon a time in a far away land.There was a deep dark forest and in the middle
of the forest was a road paved of gold that led to a beautiful castle.This is where a
beautiful princess lived all alone her name was Isabella.Every night as she laid her
head down to sleep she would dream of a handsome prince to come and rescue
her.The princess was kept imprisoned by three wicked witches.Their names were
Hazel,Mable,Kara they were sisters and Hazel was the boss.Mable and Kara done
what ever Hazel told them.So Mable's job was to keep anyone from seeing the
princess.Hazel kept everyone away from the castle.Kara's job was to keep the
princess from being lonely.At night fall before the princess went to bed Kara would
brush the princess's beautiful long hair.The princess was so pretty her hair was
blonde and her eyes were sparkling blue.
Kara cared for the princess because she wanted her to always to be happy.In
another castle far away there lived a prince who always dreamed of finding his
princess.One day as the prince was out hunting he came to the edge of the
forest.He got off his horse and began to feel his princess was very close.Just as the
prince had that thought Mable had a vision that the prince was at the edge of the
forest.Mable ran straight to Hazel to tell her what she had seen.Hazel told Mable I
have a suprize for him.As the prince entered the forest a big ball of fire appeared
before him.Hazel.Mable knew it was very important to keep the prince from ever
meeting the princess or they would turn to ashes.As the prince rode around the
ball of fire he just knew there was someone special beyond that fire.
As the princess and Kara were locked in the castle.The princess turned to Kara and
said"I have a feeling someone wonderful is comming my way".As the prince rode
around the fire Hazel and Mable began to turn to ashes for they knew the prince
would have the princess.Kara was not turning to ashes cause she was in the
princess's heart.When the prince got to the castle and Kara opened the door and
their eyes met for the very first time they both felt it was love at first site.Kara
stayed with them forever.They were married and lived happier ever after.The End
The moral of this story is dreams do come true.Teresa Skyles
Traveled the globe For many years My haunting memory Are the children`s tears Tattered rags To keep them warm Roadside hovels Shelters from the storm All they have is a mother`s love Hardly enough When push comes to shove From dawn to dusk In the street Pleading to strangers For something to eat The horrible truth No one cares to see Only a fortunate few Exist long enough to be
humpty dumpty sat on a wall
when he knew his big butt was going to fall
why did he even get up there at all
a round guy on a tiny ledge
so he fell off and crack his head
now humpty dumpty is just scrambled eggs
jack and jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of ,yea right
that boy did;nt follow her just for water that night
i think he cause they had a fight
you know what it sounds like to me
like he was just working on a strategry
another little love story ending up in tradergdy
old mother hubbard went to the cubbard to get her poor dog a bone
now why did she go there knowing her cubbards were bare
and she didnt have any food of her own
instead of wasting time looking on the shelf
she should let the dog go and fend for himself
but my favorite is the three little pigs
now here a story that i can really dig
even though the big bad wolf blew thier house down
those little pigs still stood their ground
kinda like red riding hood did
when that wolf tried to diguise himself
in her grandmothers wig
we tell these story to our kids
just like our parents and their parents did
we add our own words in from time to time
putting a whole new view on nursery rymes
as we lose ourself in the stories we often wonder why
because we know in real life fairy tales are just a lie
I wish i had been a child fifty years ago
They had such wonderful games to play
Which their siblings used to know
But not played much in my day.
First with a skipping rope
Besides the normal skip
You could use it as a high jump
Jumping with a high backflip
Then comes spinning top and whip
Would chalk it with colours anew
As the top spun around
A pretty picture you could view
How about marbles
In the gutter you would play
Couldn't do that in my day
So many cars in the way.
Then there is mob,
What a strange name
For hiding til your found
Such a silly game
Then we get the naughty ones
Rat tat ginger is for sure
Cos you would knock and run away
Making some person answer the door
The list is endless
Bet some of you could name a few
How about card games
Stamp collecting too
But the best part were the streets
They were relatively secure
Children could go out to play
Parents didn't have continual fear.
Off to the park no adult in tow
Kids could be kids, use the swings
Slides, see saws and roundabouts,
Play rounders, football and other things.
Now they have playstations
Wii and X box too
What they lose is being in fresh air
With their pals, and being you.
Foods that begin with the letter "P"
make me poop!…Peaches,…pears,…plums,
………….pineapples …………………….Pananas?
……………Hmmm!
Momma ate all the childrens' food!
as she watched the little ones in the neighborhood,
The event created quite a ruckus
and many said she was rude,
yet, what they didn't know about Momma,
is that she was a diabetic,
and had waited too long to snack,
her world started spinning,
It almost faded to black,
She had one biscuit, but that
didn't seem to suffice,
after several, the color began
to come back in her eyes,
for a monent there, we all thought she was
a goner, we didn't care that people revolted and carried
on bad, as her children we felt realy, really sad,
We offered to pay them back from our piggy banks,
but they stoicly said, "No Thanks!"
What were a few packages of Lorna Doones?
Especially for someone who takes care of us rain, shine, even
during monsoons,
I guess as toddlers it is never too early to learn about class,
What's a person's health worth when it is trickling like an hour glass?
This is a children's book I want to get published with some cute colorful
pictures. Please let me know what you think and any suggestions. Thanks
Crinkle was a little cloud
That lived in a fluffy town
Full of smiles, joy and laughter
Fun times always shared together
In the city and park slides
The towns love was miles wide
Crinkle has a friend named Buddy
When it rains they get all muddy
Crinkle called Buddy one day
To have a picnic and some play
They walked into the sunny park
When they heard a little bark
They listened very carefully
And found a puppy near a tree
With brown fur and big green eyes
The puppy jumped up with surprise
Into the arms of little Crinkle
The puppies face had cute small dimples
The two friends did not know
What to do or who to show
So they took their new friend home
Where she wouldn’t be alone
Giving her hugs right from the start
To show the love inside their heart
For this little fun new friend
Never letting good times end
Chasing frisbees, sticks and balls
And silly shadows on the wall
The little puppy looked so fancy
The two friends thought and called her Clancy
Each day Crinkle and Buddy too
Taught Clancy a trick or two
Sitting up and rolling over
In warm green fields of clover
Balancing while jumping up
For a toy inside a cup
Dancing and prancing around
For the people in cloud town
Showing off and having fun
Until the moon blocks out the sun
While Clancy rested in her bed
Till the sun woke up again
Sir Snooze a Lot, a dragon knight,
slept 'neath a mushroom one moonlit night;
it sheltered him from the meteor showers
safely he slept for unending hours.
This 'Shroom, ever so enchanted,
by a wizard it was planted;
in high-pitched hums, ethereal tunes
it sang morning, night and noon.
As he slept, this dragon dreamed,
of someday becoming a dragon king;
so realistic his dream became,
that he did awake to his fame.
Sir Snooze a Lot, Your Majesty,
it's time to awaken from your sleep.
I've granted your desired wish,
upon you powers I now lavish.
Awaken king of Dragon land and
give your serfs their new commands;
I find you are ever so worthy,
so now a mighty king, ye be!
You possess a heart of gold,
your own kingdom it shall enfold;
Take thy scepter and thy crown,
for your rule, you'll gain renown.
The King awoke as 'Shroom sang this song,
he yawned and tried to sing along;
he saw the scepter and the crown,
with sapphires, and diamonds all around.
Thanking 'Shroom he flew up the hill,
he was informed that old King Bill
had died that night, now he was king;
the dragons cheered and bells did ring.
Sir Snooze a Lot did snooze no more,
for he was never, ever bored;
and he went down in history,
for his successful ministry.
Last night, I rode upon a sea of dreams,
a whale and grandpa rode them with me.
I felt water hit me as I sailed in my bed;
it was only the whale nodding his head.
He splashed all around those waters of blue,
while rays of moonlight cast silvery hues.
The fish, how they danced in and out of the waves;
a Salmon leapt by me, a Tuna, a Blue Hake.
My bed, it sailed better than any old boat;
when the dream began I was trapped in a moat!
As it turned into ocean with waters blue-green,
I realized the whale, it was a Baleen.
The whale, he told me that he was endangered,
why should he confide in me, a stranger?
My Grandpa told me the very next day,
when I grew up, the whales I could help save.
*** Angels Always Nearby ***
“All day, all night. Angels watching over me, my Lord.”
(an old. slavery gospel song lyric)
Loving
Me always as God has asked them to do…
Holding
Me even when I may not feel them…
Praying
With my soul to grow in God-pleasing,
God-touching ways…
Listening
As I breathe or whisper, laugh or cry out…
Knowing
The words and needs that my heart and mind
speak silently inside…
Comforting
The sadness and pains of my somedays…
Seen
With their wings draping starlight
by my bed as I dream at night…
Heard
In the chorus of songs my heart and soul joyfully write…
To remind me that I am altogether fine
and always loved, because I am a child of God…
Given
Blessings of Love to grace
my every new and thankful day…
Wearing
Their friendship and faith brightly in many colors…
Moving
Where needed when called or sent,
even faster than light, even if needed to cross galaxies…
Knowing
The hopes God has for me and my own ways
To go to help others, my family, and to sing praises to Him
Staying
Beside me all my life…
Guarding
The doorways and passages anywhere near my standing up
or my resting in bed…
God’s good angels are patiently
By me always to protect and guide…
God’s many angels
Come in many types and sizes.
Likely, you’ll never truly see an angel
At least not one as bright yellow as a lemon
Or as gold as the sun; and you’ll probably
Never hear a band of invisible angels calmly
plucking and strumming green ukelelees.
Still, there might be two angels ready to let
let it all hang loose in the cosmos
Wearing blue shoes and playing kazoos, — happily
Too, for just a child as you!
And it’s so fun, so easy that you
might try to play a kazoo, too!
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This is first draft of a ms, for young children.
Each heading will have its pg, w/an illustration by me.
I call the illustrated angels for this, “children’s angels,”
more in the style of children’s artwork. My hope is this work
may foster youngster’s concept of a loving & caring God, also
as with His divine gift of protecting angels.
Any helpful notes or ideas much appreciated.
(c) sally young eslinger 1/23/23
Thanks be to God…
Palm Sunday 2016_ I AM SWAYED
Dressed in white and black with wide smiling beams;
Oh! how I miss 2015, its palm and serenity_
2016! you see four corners of the colourful room
Childrens' ward is where thou shall be
Frowning at the challenges coming my way
Acceptance of ones life_is easy to say_
then peace shall come your way_
One year is not enough for acceptance to come
Fallen trunks, brown branches of Winstons' wrath
School building standing tall_seems lost
Even though activities going on
Centrifugal wind force waking up the soul
Which junction have I been blown?
Trudging the muddy road with stones
Tripping and falling, standing up seems to be far away
Even though carrying my cross used to be my motto_I AM SWAYED.
Palm Sundsay 2016
Last night I fell into a deep sleep,
my cat precious slept with me.
I could swear that old Mother Moon,
slept with us, I swear, it’s true.
Mother Moon she’s truly wise,
but she get’s tired, I surmise.
The thing that puzzles me the most,
when she’s asleep, how does she glow?
Perhaps she’s playing a trick on me,
I wonder if Precious ever sees,
her opening her eyes during the night;
boy, that would be funny, alright.
I’ll wait awhile, pretending I’m asleep,
then when Moon isn’t looking, I’ll take a peek.
I’ll see if I can catch her open eyes,
I’ll bet she’ll get a big surprise!