Best Toddlers Poems
Crazed toddler bellies.
Tickle Monster strikes; giggles,
wiggles, smiles abound.
toddlers frolicking
their bright birthday sundresses
midst buttercup fields
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Summer shorts and top – Nanny brought it
Theres one – She has got a toy
Shoes, dress, hair thing – the same colour as mine
Im going to talk to her – ill flap my hands, she’ll like that
Ill say “Hello” – loud and screeching
Ill walk past her – stamping my feet and squealing
Ill offer her something – my little blue car will do
She’ll follow me – the swings or the roundabout are good
I don’t think she’s for me – her Mummy has put her in her pushchair now
Tennis on the television.
Heinous sneezes from my toddler.
Lettuce bits sprayed across our laps.
Menace to society's Joe the Waddler,
Arriving at the war zone toy room,
Deriving future campaigns in his mind.
Writhing within the haze of colored plastic he's
Diving into Roman ruins, covered in shiny blocks, laying supine.
In walks the 5-year-old
And our most decorated of soldiers.
Endowed with the wisdom to sleep in, she's now
Entwined with Daddy, smelling of warm bed and Folgers.
TODDLER’S TEATIME
Buttered bread spread with juicy jam
Brings back memories of toddler’s teas,
Little lives so simple then,
When we were still young and fancy free.
Tried telling today’s tots;
Gave plum preserve on fresh baked bread.
Grandkids groaned. Want McDonalds Mac!
sweetly collecting seashells by the seashore
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Toddlers Storm The Capitol
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Sitting on the beach
I watch and listen
To the ocean waves
Caress the shore
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The Beauty of Nature
Keeps me steadfast in my
Fervent Prayer for Redemption
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I beseech You
To touch the
Hearts and Souls
Of the burgeoning leaders
In commerce and government
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Enlighten them to a world
Where greed will destroy
All we treasure
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Let the toddlers of our world
Keeping their legs wide apart
Hesitant between each step
Jerking from side to side
Walk to the capitals
And stage a massive sit-down
Where no one moves
Where we all watch
*
As the toddler sit-down
Gloriously demonstrates
Our innate desire and will to keep
The future healthy and viable
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On Wednesday last week the moon and the sun in a sunshiny space,
Decided to switch places. The moon would stay in the sun’s usual place
Sun would go on vacation, around the world, instead.
People got up, looked at the moon and went promptly back to bed.
No one went to work, no cars were on the road, a gray day it ‘twas.
No schools were opened, no banks, no stores, no wake-up song.
The news did not come on TV because no one knew what time it was.
We all thought our clocks and cell phones were enormously wrong.
We yawned and we stretched, and went back to bed, and we slept
It was so much fun, dreaming of brownies and cake and other such stuff.
What a fantastic time we had, sleeping away while our toddlers were alert and awake.
They were dancing and diving, riding their sister’s bikes, being so tough.
The two’s and three’s met in the driveways and they hopped and they skipped.
They ate chocolate malts, and twirled and giggled, for other’s pottying applauded.
A day they chose to never talk about later, and none of those toddlers slipped.
A Wednesday where sneaky, smart two-year-olds played, completely unguarded.
Sign language, a terrific way to give a voice to the little ones who have not yet mastered words.
When my eleven-month- old granddaughter learned “drink” and “hungry” and “tired” at her day care center I was amazed and that was eleven years ago. I was partly amazed that out of the millions of caring adults,
no one had thought of it before.
Sign language, a language of hand,
A language we can teach our children
Before they master spoken words
Sign language, a standard practice, and so wise, so smart,
So wonderful that a caring, loving preschool teacher
Figured it out.
Because it always starts with
One person who truly
And completely cares.
Thank you, whoever you are,
As it has eliminated many tantrums
And miscommunications
And it has helped so many
Two’s and three’s convey
Their needs without the
Throwing on the floor,
And the slamming into
Walls we used to do.
Frustrated beyond
Forever, not
Knowing how to
Yet use
Words.
Those thugs, that try to teach tiny tots, to taut taunting tautogram tales, to tiny, terrified toddlers.
They think that telling tales to toddlers through tautogram tales, teaches them to trust tormenting teasing troublesome thugs. That's truly traumatizing to those tiny toddlers.
If ants could dance;
Then here’s my chance;
To stand in their footsteps;
O, and what if...
But if frogs could talk;
And worms could walk;
Why oh, why must toddlers eat chalk?
Insects, animals, toddlers chance, what?
10/29/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
The toddlers were twins
a troublesome twosome
and to them all veggies
looked quite gruesome
when it came to greens
as youngsters go
one fussy the other picky
they really didn't want to know
but urging them to eat their veg
their parents took the stance
with
all we are saying
is
'Give peas a chance!'
When the music starts
toddlers begin to dance
they wiggle and jiggle
like airplanes on auto pilot during turbulence
dancing comes natural to these little ones
it oozes out of their soul
delighting the older relatives
we never outgrow this
if we are honest
and listen to our heart
when the music starts
the toddler begins to groove and stomp
his body says go when he hears the notes
his petootsie is swinging, and his arms are splaying
it is what all toddlers do
when the music starts