Child Birthday Poems

Ben and Cora Green had seven children, like calendar pages turning;
Each one born on a different weekday, like mango sun, forever burning.

Zoe was pretty, with...

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Nazi time

Uniformed men with ice blue eyes, marched
Up and down the street, bomb fell, earth shock
And I was two years old
An officer with steel rimmed...

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             6/10/2025


Dearest Cousin Yolanda~


Ponderings on our days so very long ago, 
When we...

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It hit me just today
I saw her in a whole new way
Birthday dinner, just her and I
A thought brought a tear to my eye
Has always...

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Mother whispered stories from the start,
Of the day that etched her heart.
A newborn cry, her tears flowed free,
Tears of joy—for that cry was me.

The family...

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From the dark shadows of the past to the unfair justice of this cruel world lies every new day that passes by around the shores...

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It's my nephew's birthday 
Kendrick by name to be precise 
I feel excited and rejuvenated 
His birth ignited my burning desire 
Awakening my soul
Shifting my...

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It was a very cold day I was tired all afternoon,
I felt the need to sleep and I took to my bed,
I double checked the...

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Every 20 February, I am reminded
Unwanted
Rejected
Unloved

Every 20 February, the dagger twists
Impossible to love
Difficult child
A duty not a joy

Every 20 February, I am reminded
Living mistake
Born a...

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Why is a girl's birthday present always a cookery set..
Why  girls are always asked to make tea...
What is the difference in tears of girls...

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The affection of my mother, 
a solemn silence of apathy and burning,

the affection that assisted my inevitable yearning,

yearning for fondness, empathy, passion and love,
a cemented...

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Eldorado 

In Sokoto's land of ancient pride,
A miracle unfolded, your birth inside,
A mother's vision of a daughter dear,
Yet, fate's design wove a different thread, a...

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When I was younger, I have often wondered
Why is the eighth month not called October?
Was geometry wrong 
When it named the octagon,
Or was this a...

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Beneath the sunlit crown of June, I came alive,
Where the days stretch long, and fireflies thrive.
This is the month of tender bloom and stormy skies,
Of...

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Born in the breath of woodsmoke and fire,
I learned early to love the art of falling.
Leaves tumble like poorly kept secrets,
trees strip down without shame...

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