Kids Dog Poems | Examples
These Kids Dog poems are examples of Dog poems about Kids. These are the best examples of Dog Kids poems written by international poets.
"Sometimes there are No words just feelings that talk very loud." By Poet
I was a young child,
about four years old.
My doggie blackie was killed,
dad's car ran him over.
I pondered why,
then God sent me Wheatie.
In school,
I pondered why kids are so mean?
Maybe one day they will grow out of it.
In my teens the boys were selfish,
I pondered then dated graduates.
I have spent many hours pondering about things,
then the answer comes as clear as day.
Homemade ice cream made from snow
As white as the flakes in a snow globe
Tastes so good despite the cold
Chilling our lips tongue and nose
Grinning not always winning snowball fights
Dressed for warmth not wanting to go inside
Our weenie dog Jhat short only so high
Snow covered fur all up to his eyes
Playing with neighbors kids from the block
Having energy that seems never to stop
Watching dad shovel snow from the driveway
He never seems to mind that all we do is play
Snowflakes fall in a pattern of their own
Painting us all as we sing sleigh songs
The beauty of the snow painting from clouds
We will always remember it as if it is now
The cat’s curled up
the dog’s dreaming deep
The parakeet’s quiet
from the mouse not a peep
Kids tucked away
so early, half past eight
Some champagne for you, darling
I barely can wait...
No thanks, not tonight dear
I know how this appears
and I know it sounds mean
But oral surgery is rarely foreseen
Grandson Gideon’s three
and he takes after me:
a truth that is sometimes quite hard.
Just last night after dinner,
he pulled a real winner,
decided to poop in the yard.
It’s easy to laugh,
but he needed a bath,
and he hadn’t a fresh change of clothes
So things got a bit squirrely,
and the family left early,
but with kids, sometimes that’s how it goes.
Now the dogs are real curious
‘Bout the not-too-injurious
assault on the plants in the bed.
So we’ll give a wide steer
till rain washes things clear,
and about that, no more need be said.
My basset puppy ran off with my essay
She even stole my mail
She cleaned out all the fridge
and wagged her funny tail
She went through all my papers
and threw them on the floor
Oh that crazy basset
She almost broke the door
I did not stop her
I wanted to find out more
And that is when I realized
Her tongue could clean the floor
She brought me so much joy
I really couldn't complain
This crazy basset dog of mine
Put sunshine into my life and kept away the rain
Whenever I was sad
She'd lay her cute head on my lap
She wouldn't eat or move
Until I took a nap
I couldn't believe my eyes
When she ran off with a broom
She skidded all over the tiles
And brought new meaning on to how to clean a room
Orange sun is out, and we're playing house
My pets are my kids-until puss sees mouse!
Mommy loves to water her gorgeous blooms
While dog and kitty rest, inside porch rooms.
This Saturday, childhood seems left behind
When we make-believe, as the time unwinds.
Soon Mommy serves lunch-of milk and a bone;
And sandwich for herself. Jay sings alone.
Quote By Poet "Puppies and kittens are what little kids dreams are made of."
My puppy is tan and small,
she likes to sleep in mommy's shawl.
She loves to play ball,
while I play with my doll.
We like to play outside,
where she will run and hide.
I will put her in my doll buggy for a ride,
her smile becomes a mile wide.
It's time to go inside,
dinner is ready with chicken that has been fried.
Raising a Kid isn't Easy
You notice that fish don't do it
Some even eat their offspring
If you can't control it, I guess that you chew it
Teen-agers are especially hard
Pigs are good for bacon and lard
They don't attempt to diaper their young
'Cos they take frequent mud-baths in the yard
Then there's the inimitable hen
Who lays eggs and lies on them long
How long though will they mother their chicks
When they peck Momma Hen 'til she's sick
So, yes, we humans sure suffer a lot
For sticking with the kids we've begot
In fact, here's a perfect example for you
My triplets just stepped in dog-doo
Kids and dogs tend to like me.
The kids because they sense
I haven’t grown up yet,
The dogs sniffing the essence
Of a long-lost puppy inside.
Adults seem to be more standoffish
Probably put off by my lingering puppy grin.
Eventually we find a common ground
As I have been defined as “an acquired taste”.
And cats, self-centered as they are
Often seek my counsel (aka treats)
Sprawl before me in feigned submission
Purring, as cats do, in conquest.
©10/23/2022
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Beagle, boxer, poodle, pug,
Airedale, cocker spaniel, terrier,
Shiatsu, pom, or something furrier,
Pedigreed or cur-ish mug,
Dogs make our lives ever so much merrier.
We pick up after, poof, and pamper them,
But, never like our kids,
Do we with the Ten Commandments try to hamper them.
Consider how they often make us break with number Seven,
And other blasphemies they might incur if there were Eleven.
But for all their sins they make amends
With apologetic eyes, and ingratiating grins.
We try holding out, but in the end,
A sloppy kiss, first us then them,
A wag, a hug, and we're best friends again.
I had a thought…
And then the phone rang
The dryer buzzed
The dog whined
And the kids hollered.
I know I had a thought…
But then I answered the phone
Folded the laundry
Put the dog out
And tended to the kids.
I just know I had a thought…
dog
friendly, playful
jumping, barking, rolling
bone, ball, wall, throne
primping, preening, grooming
majestic, haughty
cat
Dog pressed against my skin
Not letting sunlight in
Wanting nap to begin
Much closer than my kin.
Dog hears a car engine.
Barks like it is a sin.
Settled down once again.
Dog pressed against my skin.
Sophie Dog is excited beyond belief
No idea what she has heard, but she is barking like crazy
Sometimes a large truck puts her into this kind of frenzy
The way she runs up the driveway, I am expecting to see
Dracula with a mountain lion chaser, coming to bite my neck
She is gone an extra long time, too long. I start to worry
But she comes running onto the porch from the opposite direction
So I know she has run around the house, and maybe further.
She is by herself. She growls at Shark K. Cat for putting her claws on the glass door.
A motorcycle buzzes up the road. Usually this puts her into berserk mode.
It does not today. She starts drinking water like a colt that has never had a drink.
A Mack truck goes by, and she ignores it too. I cannot outguess this dog today.
Dog Days Of Summer
By: Tom Wright
9/8/98
Intense heat,
causing sparsely foliated trees
to prematurely brown.
Hot southerly breeze
burning at my nostrils
and Mother saying,
son, don't pick.
A five cent Nehi Orange
from Shue's Stand
split three ways
would be good,
and no, my hand
won't go in those Fruit jars.
make Norma wash,
she has smaller hands.
I'll rinse, It’s harder,
Tiny black harvest bugs
floating in the air
from a nearby Oat field.
I'm itching all over.
A molting dog chasing Its tail.
Wormy?
No, he just sees Mr. Williams,
the ice man.
Mama,
Joe hit me.
Kids behave yourselves!