Kids Inspirational Poems | Examples
These Kids Inspirational poems are examples of Inspirational poems about Kids. These are the best examples of Inspirational Kids poems written by international poets.
You are my kids
And I raised you
From baby to adults
Now you are adults
As long as you live under my roof
You need to obey my rules
Or the highway
Yes I know I been very
Restricted with you kids
For a long time
I am also aware that some of the food
I cook you will not eat
And it will end up in the garbage
You have your favorite kinds of foods
Like Tandoory Chicken , Pizza, and
Pasta primavera
Also one of my rules that you must follow
Is go to bed early every night
So that you can get a proper night sleep
I don't want you to stay up late
Because if you do that
You are going to mess up your
Sleep schedule
Also we all need to take care of our
Health
We should not let our health
Go down hill
We can't live without health
Also we need to look after our
Appearance
Every single day
Wake up wake up
Children of God
It is now a new day
That our father brought
For us
So we must wake up now
Children you need to play
Outside during the Summer
With other kids in your
Neighborhood
Because you have lots
Of energy
And you need to use your
Energy
Playing all day outside
Soon today
Our father will
End this day
The sun will go
And you will see
The sunset
Shining in the night
Now finally the night
Is here
It is now 6:00 pm
It is now time
To say goodbye
To the kids
In your neighborhood
Now is time
For your kids
To get ready for
Bed
Now you will
Go into the shower
And have your shower
Now you will put
Your body wash
Into your bath sponge
And rub it all over your body
Then you will rinse it with
Water
Now you finally
Finished your shower
Now you will dry
Your body with the
Bath towel
And you will change
Into your pajamas
Also, you will throw
Your dirty clothes
Inside the laundry
Bag
Now it is time
For you to pray to your father
A quick prayer
It only takes a few minutes
To do it
Good night
Little children sweet dreams
I hope you have a good sleep
Tonight little children
See you tomorrow again
In the morning
They say that those in hell won't come back. Internally in pits of darkness, it's the hardest thing to break someone free.
Wanna hear about the night that Chris Nielson died? Wanna hear about the night his wife Annie couldn't take anymore, the night Annie's mind got fried?
Both of them trying not dwell and continue to live. Both of them forced to celebrate triple D day, with so much more to give.
Chris enters first, seeing all the beauty and wonders just beyond the gate. Searching for something familiar, searching for his kids, he soon learns their fate.
Annie can't deal with the grief. Annie decides to take her own life. She finally had the last cut. They finally pulled her last straw, taking her title as a wife.
Chris can't let this be he won't her rest until home. With a heart so pure, a love so deep, he will never be alone.
To be loved this much, to be cared for more. The only hell Chris knows is a world without Annie. What a bore.
A roller coaster,
Is full of loops and twist.
This ride is full of life,
It’s one we can’t resist.
A roller coaster,
Is full of ups and downs.
Kids when they smile big,
And grownups with their frowns.
A roller coaster,
Is full of screams and shouts.
Ride it with some confidence,
Or ride it with some doubts.
A roller coaster,
Is full of starts and stops,
It’s slow when it’s climbing up
And pretty when it hits the top.
A roller coaster
Is full of corks and screws.
This ride is what we make it
So be careful what you choose.
So be it
We are having the Indian summer
It is nice and warm for once
During the Winter
Next week the clocks go back
And the days will be shorter
It will get dark at 5:00 PM
it looks like midnight
It is very quiet all that
Neighborhood
Because it is a crescent
The kids play street hockey
After school
At 7:00 the kids go to bed
Because they have school the next day
If I dream that people are dying here and there
then I know that it is a taboo and anyhow lullaby
as even the strong ones sometimes are prone
and vulnerable
who then are the weak poor masses- a tragedy, almost
a commedy?.
Like it has begun previously on the cinemas and televisions
a monster will slap kids on no reason for instance other
than halloween? or stone? or mermaid? or rote?.
The same thing are repeated elsewhere in the woods
or sometimes Internet. Ah!, my life, my country, war
and peace a glee.
The clouds begin to grieve as the light veils
Leaves descend paths in a radiant race
Only the trees in the forest now dwell
Raindrops blast pain upon mugs without grace
Minds in a tragic war with expired life
Dreaming of a rose-petal sweet sight
Storms blowing branches in their wretched strife
There aren't rose rays to fly kids' merry kites
The cordial wildlife no longer entices
Wee paws press panes desiring glimmer hype
Nada rambling, eyes warped in devices
Blood pressure rises and debris swims windpipe
Autumn, the season when spirits are torn
Lost in the grey union of dusk and dawn.
My name means “blessed*,” and I am by God’s wondrous delight
Midst determination, dedication, decisiveness, and discretion as traits-might
I’m the sister of Rudy, Bert and Ming, my siblings with caring height…
As a Social worker, I cherish the practice of kindness, truth and compassion
While my heart always prays for vibrant, triumphant, and jubilant reaction
To conquer fears of separation, rejection and deception…
By faith, I would like to see miracles, mercy and marvels in my ministry
Right now, I’m a resident of the Pearl of the Orient Seas in Asian territory
My surname bears “greatness” and “magnificence;” thus, to me, victory…
Daily, my special son expresses his love marked by warm embrace
While foster children greet me with their endearing cheerful ways
Meanwhile, orphanage kids encourage me sweetly in this life’s race
Since together, we are a loving family in God’s nurturing place.
*Psalms 32:2 Blessed is the man unto whom the LORD imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile.
July 1, 2024
1st place, "Bio Poem" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper; judged on 7/11/2024
La neige
Is white
Her skin is white
And pale
Like
La neige
God gave her a
Special gift today
That is called
La neige
And she loves it very much
But
She wishes that we had winter all year
So she could ski all year
But that is impossible
Because we have four seasons
That God made for us
And we only have
La neige
In the winter time
She wishes that we had winter all year
So she could be
In the mountains
Where she lives
And every time when winter ends
She gets sad and gloomy
also
She gets angry with God
And she believes that God is being cruel to her
And when she finds out that la neige is melting
It is like death to her
- she feels like a good friend of hers has died.It was finally September
All the kids went back to school
Summer was over
And today
father brought us
The hiver
It was finally September
All the kids went back to school
Summer was over
And today
My father brought us
The hiver
For us
Now the hot weather is over
And we started to wear our
Clothes for the cold weather
We had on our flannel shirt
It was also very warm
For the hiver
The birds finally migrated south
For the hiver
And we are going to see then
Back next Spring
The kids can't wait
For the first snow fall
So they can play hockey
The kids love to play hockey
With other kids
That lives in their community
It was finally September
All the kids went back to school
Summer was over
And today
My father brought us
The hiver
For us
Now the hot weather is over
And we started to wear our
Clothes for the cold weather
We had on our flannel shirt
It was also very warm
For the hiver
The birds finally migrated south
For the hiver
And we are going to see then
Back next Spring
The kids can't wait
For the first snow fall
So they can play hockey
The kids love to play hockey
With other kids
That lives in their community
Raise your kids with love ?? and affection
Travel with them and share with them beautiful stories of people.
Children raised with negativity are hard to cure
They spread toxicity and bitterness everywhere they go.
Save the society from terrible disaster.
Microbes surround us
too tiny to see
On ocean floors
fish thrive incredibly
Out in the cosmos
galaxies unending
Past the ‘Great Beyond’
Time’s even bending
‘Course, our kids keep saying
“Nowhere to go, nothing to do”
So tonight I told them
“Here’s what for you"
A microscope for
the ‘miniverse’ you can’t ignore
A telescope for
the 'maxiverse' you’ll want to explore
Marvel at the lives of the infinitesimal
~ Observe an exoplanet festival
I will not force a dream on my kids
to chase college or work that does not suit them
run after the things that make you smile
what forces your heart to feel worthwhile
step out of the norm
move out of the dorm
stand up for yourself
get out of your way
you can't worry about what others say
follow your heart and put yourself first
do as I say and not as I did
now is the time, the time to live
As I trace through the memories
Of my days and my nights
I find a pattern of behavior
That I call my life
It's the kind of life that I have chosen
I repeat certain behaviors over and over again
It's the people that I choose to be with
It’s old acquaintances, I call my good friends
And if you were ask
Who I am, and what I do in this life?
I’d say watch me
And take a very close look at my kids and my wife
For its how we fill our days
And how we end our nights
These things determine the totality
Of what I call - my life