Kindergarten Children Poems | Examples

These Kindergarten Children poems are examples of Children poems about Kindergarten. These are the best examples of Children Kindergarten poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberWhen does Five Cut her Own Bangs

when does a five-year old cut their own bangs?
there are basically three times
one, the day before kindergarten pictures
two, the day they are in a wedding
three, the day they get gum in their bangs


Premium MemberCharlie Doots

Charlie Doots was a curly-haired boy 
He always played with his favorite toy 
All the boys and girls would always laugh 
Because Charlie always played with his blue giraffe 

One day he brought his blue giraffe to school 
And his teacher said- Charlie, we have a rule 
There are no toys allowed in our class 
Especially Charlie Doots, a blue giraffe 

Charlie said- "But teacher, my giraffe can dance" 
The Children laughed so hard they almost peed their pants 
Because they saw the blue giraffe waltzing across the floor 
And so, the children didn't laugh at Charlie Doots no more!

Premium MemberYawns


   A yawn has caught me by surprise.
   Screwed up my face,
   With mouth opened wide.
   See all the cavities and fillings inside.

   Momma said," You need a nap!"

   Nothing I could say,
   Would get me away.
   Off to my bed,
   It would appear.
   My once yearly nap,
   I might miss something, I fear!

   I'll pretend to sleep,
   Close my eyes,
   Not let out a peep.
   Let out a small snore,
   Before Momma closes the door.
   Then I'll arise,
   Play quietly inside.
  
   Two hours later,
   Much to my surprise,
   I woke up on the floor.
   The yawn defeated me again,
   Theres' always tomorrow to fight it off to the end!

Premium MemberPicky Nose


   I used to love to pick my nose.
   After 3,
   Better than playing with my toes.
   With a nose you see,
   Each little crevasse has a surprise for me!
   A goober,
   A booger.
   Nothing I would find amiss.
   Cleanest nose in town,
   Until Momma was around.

   Momma said, "Don't pick your nose,
                         You might get it on my hose!
                        There are not gold doubloons in there,
                         Just goobers and boogers.
                         Perhaps a bit of hair."

   But that's the whole point!
   My boogers and goobers,
   Are my snacks at night!
   Mommas in bed.   
   It's dark,
   No one will see.
   Just me and my nose,
   Boogers and goobers are free!

Premium MemberCircle Of Joy - Nursery Rhyme

Circle of joy, learning with friends - such a great fun,
Blocks and cubes, stacking and matching, quickly get done.
You're welcome to join us for colouring and play,
Dancing and prancing together all and each day!

Dear Mommy and Papa, to work they're gone,
We learn, more we move, we laugh loud a ton!
Aha, Letters and numbers practice we do,
Clay and mud, water and chalk, through and through!

Pink socks, blue shoes, fuchsia flowers on hair,
Comfy rug to sit on, who cares a chair!
Mommy packs yummy lunch, teacher hands treats,
Kindergarten is sheer joy, no doubt sweet!

With Matthew and Kelley, Hannah and Tyler,
Five days of the week, wondrous to be here!

PICTURE !


Premium MemberTime


  "Tick Tock"
  Says the clock,
  Forever on the wall.
  Further comments are not due.
  "Tick Tock"
  Says the clock,
  To me and you.
  A new language to share.
  "Tick Tock"
  Says the clock,
  Waving two hands,
  Slowly in the air.
  " Tick Tock"
  Says the clock,
  To end a busy day.
  Put away toys,
  On a full play day!

Premium MemberPuddin - Nursery Rhyme Potd 3-2-2023

What's that on the shoreline run, all amok "Is that a beaver?"Or incredibly furry duck?" Ponder they did Koala and Roo About a stranger, that came into view We must look closer said the two friends As they drew near, mud and dead ends In that very moment, it ate a frog Then ran back home, to the edge of the bog As they approached its eyes, sweet and somber What could its name be, they did ponder When in that moment, from out of its bill It said "pleased to meet you both. What a thrill! I'm not a beaver, duck, or a sourpuss Names Puddin mates. I'm a platypus!
2-28-2023

Premium MemberSome Children

Some children have never had to be still or quiet
Or calm or respectful or polite or well-behaved.
We see this right away
We are the kindergarten teachers
When we meet their parents
We understand them better

Some children are the boss
At Mom’s house
At Dad’s house
At their one friend’s house
We see this too.
We are the kindergarten teachers.
You should meet their parents!

Premium MemberCould This Be Hell

Could this be hell?
Peering faceless eyes
Virtue signals
Stop – Go – Stay
Mask – Unmask
Kindergarten rules
Get in line
No talk – No touch – no smiles
Recess for one
No running, jumping, shouting
No spontaneous expression of joy
Lest it offend someone
Stand on the marked spots
Follow the arrows
No sharing – of anything
No homework
Because you’d have to take it home
And bring it back.

John G. Lawless
©2/4/2022

Premium MemberVolume Vs Value

A basketful of pennies, true,
May be less than a handful of quarters
Children will take the basketful every time
Because as any little kid can tell you
Volume always means more value.

written July 3, 2021

Premium MemberWatching and Waiting

America watched and waited
  for a debate to break out
Holding its nose at the shouting
  ~ 'til kindergarten let out

Premium MemberSchool Daze

as the school bus leaves
emotions must be dealt with
tears or happy dance


John G. Lawless
©9.2.2018

Premium MemberThe Pink Nursery

Only girls in the pink nursery...
(A boy was seen once in a blue corridor.)
This is a small girl's place.
Toys are not unisex, but pink here,
and the supervisors make sure.

At nine, there's a flurry of little girls.
They arrive on the morning train
without their brothers.
I've never asked where the boys go.
A boy was seen in a blue corridor.

His image was on video,
running away from the pink nursery.
"No Boys Here", says our entry point.
If you look at the video,
you see him look quite sad.




9/3/2015
© Julia Ward  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberFirst Kiss

there is nothing like the taste of a first kiss
the sweet smell of bubble gum while still in the mouth
while hiding behind a trash dumpster in kindergarten at recess
kissing the boy of your dreams at age five

Premium MemberWords

Would you like to go on a jouney with me?

Lets travel to the secret world of words.
Lets look for exciting new words and lovely old words.
See the vowels looking so very proud,
They know their needed for every word.
Now over there the consonants play. We can use them or not…
depending on what we want to say.
The Capital letters, standing first in line, they
polish their hats so they’ll look just fine.
Period, comma, apostrophy..These you will need,
Because on this journey, your learning to read!



Written for a little play my grandson's Kindergarten
class put on..:)

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