Best Toddles Poems

Born in cloak of modesty, life toddles, yet thrives
Musing of blissful eternity in domain of paradise
Befriending and beholding its virtuous design
Facing triumphs and failures of quests worthwhile

From first breath to last it's a long thrilling ride
As love and desires rule trappings of eager minds
And will...

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He toddles toward the pebbles, tumbling the smooth stones over
in his four year old palms, rubbing them like Aladdin’s lamp, tossing
them back into the mix, impishly shining with the zest of a boy.

He sees the overflow of snowy petals, finds the lowest hanging
stem, the gardenia...

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An odyssey through hurdles, yet a blessing it is to dwell on earth,
Aiming for destination beloved, chasing sweet dreams of mirth,
Through successes and failures, amid joys and woes, since birth,
Life can be hurricanes and storms, but living it justifies its worth.

Sometimes life beams with hope,...

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On soft unsteady feet, she toddles.
Glowing eyes and podgy fingers, she explores.
Innocence in endeavours, she wanders.
With little coquette behaviours, she seduces.

An urge in her search, she questions.
A collection of stories in mind, she dreams.
In the storm of emotion, she discovers.
A thirst of her body, she...

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He spits his oatmeal all over the place;
holds his breath, now he's got a blue face.
He wants cookies and not just one.
He throws a fit, if he gets none.

He fell out of his chair and bumped his head.
That made him mad, now his cheeks are...

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Once I was sand dab small
urchin of the tides
shrieking with the gulls
on my blanket of sand
and head high as the waves
I was playmate to the sea
One and one were we
under the clouds of foam . . .
Sand crabs tickled my toddles
The conch sang hushabies of...

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A mother ears 

hears her baby cry

A mother ears

hears a tear drop from

her child eye

A mother ears

hears her toddles fall

she places a bandages

that seem to heal all,

A mother ears

hear and  feels her teenagers  pain

after a break up with her boyfriend

the daughter  thought

her...

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The problem with trying to prove clairaudience, clairsentince, out-of-body, and Near Death Experiences to a Mudblood is not as simple
as it could have been.
Is it because Para-science is totally unsubstantiated?
Not in MY family.
Scientifically un-sound?
Sure, by those who thought the
world was flat, and would not budge.
And...

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A young boy toddles with shovel and pail.
His mother watches him fall to the sand.
Laughter erupts on the wind like a sail
blowing his toyboat to a distant land
as water cascades over busy hands.

His pint-sized sandcastle towers above
the boy's imaginative stories of
a king sitting on a...

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Watch your back and turn on the light
Cracked doll face won’t let you out of sight
Baby’s nightmare third party at night
Joining your lullaby holding baby so tight

Cries so loud at the ceiling she stares
Strange clatter I too can clearly hear
No one is there; just me...

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.....Mommy walks and Jamie toddles inside the BIGGEST plane. 
Jamie thought he was inside its belly. The storm roars outside. 
The thunder is loud inside the metal beastie. They sit. Lightening flashes. 
Jamie screams “No!” The plane swallows them like Pinocchio in the whale! 
Jamie...

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Come to green mother

Naked, willed and wild

Visit the bed of death

Where circles hide

 

Submerse senses in the newborn

Aroma and cinematography

Tease the skin with warm wind

That tumbles and tingles dry

 

Cradle the baby’s breath slowly

As it toddles and cries into a bouquet

Beneath a marbleized sun

On the...

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Rain, 
in the inner forests
of your eyes

The heart of flowers
in your smile

The misty watchtower
is your lips

The sigh of surge 
in your fingertips

The rain flowing endlessly
over my head

My eyesight is hidden 
by the oozing of the rust
recollections and 
nightmares

I run to the day
but the rain never...

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Outside it’s brisk, inside its warm.
There’s excitement going on everywhere.
A baby begs to get down and crawl,
So mama uses the stroller to lock her in.
The teens are checking out high couture.
The boys are absorbed with the girls, circling sure.
When I was young I was just...

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A numbness the dull orange of safety cones toddles through him, twists 
the upright screw shrink-wrap tight, and clamps him to the tabled edge
upon the realization his 
       newest mistake came,
       not when...

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