Friendship Children Poems | Examples
These Friendship Children poems are examples of Children poems about Friendship. These are the best examples of Children Friendship poems written by international poets.
Take a look around the world
people hurting everywhere you look
I ask you where is the love
Today stop think before you speak
Then love can really leak
out to the person hurting on the street
Friends no longer friends
Why is this , because loves gone away
Once walked hand n hand
Now can't look each other in the eye
Children treated cruelly too
Everyone is seeking to be loved
Will you make a difference my friend
And let your love send
Out to others who seek it so much
We can make a difference today
Stopping hurt, chasing blues away
Reach out and touch somebody's heart today
School
Place of
Formation
Textbooks and teachers,
To usher in knowledge.
Fond friends, fun and frolic.
"A sweet garden where young minds bloom"
Kids staring each other down
Vying for that last piece of pie
Truce: they’re going to share
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2025
I came upon a windup toy.
He danced a jig to bring me joy
because I was feeling low.
My name is Pinocchio.
I'm no ordinary boy.
I told him I was made of wood,
He said that he understood.
The pleasure he could bring
radiated from a spring.
Soon, I was feeling good.
The sadness that his jig belies,
which I detected in his eyes,
was eased as friendship brings
a boy with puppet strings
in a plaything's disguise.
Two little girls as sweet as can be,
sitting together with their cups of tea.
Wearing pretty dresses,
with flowers in their hair,
they're forever friends with so much to share.
Should I go sit with them?
Would it be a mistake
if I sneak over and grab a cupcake?
No, I won't disturb them, they're having fun
enjoying their tea party
in the warm summer sun.
I love building Lego with Timothy,
here's bricks for you and some for me.
We will play together so happily,
here's bricks for you and some for me.
We once tried to create a little mouse
on the dining table round at my house,
but it looked more like a grey woodlouse
on the dining table round at my house.
Lego always triggers our creativity,
we have such fun as you can see.
Tim let's try to build a bumble bee,
we have such fun as you can see.
Pa works in the Lego store warehouse,
he brings us new kits, we never grouse.
Ma says, "There's too much Lego in our house"
he brings us new kits, we never grouse.
I’m sitting with mummy on the door step
She’s relaxing as she’s done all the chores
Mummy cuddles me because our cat Bep
Scratched me so hard with her needle sharp claws
I was supposed to play with my mate Mike
We sit together each day at playschool
Now my arm’s too sore to ride my new bike
But we can have fun in our paddling pool
So Mike’s coming over to play with me
And we can ride our bikes another day
Mummy’s said that he can join us for tea
I’m just so happy Mike’s coming to play!
Hello Sunshine, Good day World
May I but sip from the Chalice
Rain, a rose, Quiet repose
The Warm that is Linda Alice
written by Michael in 1975
(I found this handwritten poem in an old box of memorabilia. I submit it not as an ego post, but as a tribute to a mentor who is no longer with us. He encouraged and supported me in our work that was challenging and heartbreaking. It was offered me as a small respite from that work and to give me a smile. I did not change punctuation or capitalization. It had no title - I thought his name would be appropriate. I also thought it should be documented with smiles and fondest memories.)
SEND A HUG
We may have our differences
But we are all the same
We have different faces
And we have different names
We all breathe the same air and we all need some love
We need understanding and we all need a hug
Send a hug around the world
To Every boy and every girl
Tell the next generation
To have respect for every nation
We adore our families and we all love our friends
We all laugh and we all cry
And if we don’t agree let’s just try
To compromise and be wise together
Like birds of a feather, we’ll withstand any weather
Don’t judge someone you don’t know
Let’s plant a seed and it will grow
It won’t take long to overflow
The love we’re hoping for
will open up the door.
Taught your daughter’s assignment
Organize our room
Iron & wash your clothes
Companion as we get older
Intimacy, not just sex
Familiarity
Friendship
Companionship
Thought not enough
To be together
Intimacy is big
Don’t u think?
Sad to be different
Nothing is impossible to God
Hannah Rayburn*
shared virtues she did learn
blest in her growing-up endeavor
inspired by Dad, a Holocaust survivor.
Emma 'Grace' McKee
showed values of spirited glee
along joyously functional friendship**
midst socialite Mom’s absentee-partnership.
*Hannah and Grace are the main characters in “State of Grace” which is an American comedy-drama series that ran for two seasons on the Fox Family Channel later ABC Family during 2001 and 2002.
** Proverbs 17:17 A friend loveth at all times…
October 28, 2021
1st place, "A STRAND (1066)" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 2/5/2022.
When did those girls of childhood disappear,
Those wearing shorts, summer tans, jelly smears.
Who, loving paper dolls, hours of fun,
sported Band-Aids on knees like ev'ry one!
Those girls loving mysteries, Kick the Can,
roller skates, sleep-overs, movie star fans;
playing dolls, bicycling in soft moonlight.
They're gone forever: grew up overnight.
Idyllic summer days, lightning at night;
telling ghost stories that gave awful fright!
Strawberry shortcakes, bigger than our eyes:
disappeared joys that our lives once comprised.
A long-lost time: childhood's magical place;
gone to make room for our children's embrace.
childhood innocence
playing store under the swings
colorless children
John G. Lawless
3/24/2021
We ran in the green field, playing with shadows in the summer breeze.
We watched the swallows skimming the grass and darting around the trees.
The flow of the river tickled our ears. The splash of water wet our face. The kingfisher didn’t appear but then a blue rush of feather disappeared without a trace!
We climbed high in the trees, we swung across the stream. We hid in the long scrub and heard the train shunting by the fields.
We heard a screech of the wild and saw the peregrine tear through the sky. We tried to follow its path but gave up after about a mile!
We trampled back through the fields. Mud and wet now carried by us. We watched the golden globe go down, aching for the sun o’ tomorrow to shine on us.
Butterfly Kisses
Soft kiss
Tickling the cheek
Fluttering tenderness
Fragile as a butterfly’s wings ~
Laughter
Shared in the caress of friendship ~
Soft giggles escape ~
Playful games of
Childhood
4/28/20