Kindergarten Poems | Examples of Kindergarten Poetry

THE DOLLAR STORE BUNNY I chit chat with a saint at church telling her how my grandson spent Kindergarten online. This will follow his class all the way through to high school graduation. His second grade teacher was happy - the class...Read More

Drifting through the skies, Alone, she always flies Where no one else can go Across the mountains, Where the winds blow… On soft, downy wings She soars, inspired by the sun The glowing ebb up in the blue Where laughing stars once...Read More

Crikey mates, I don't know what to make? I'm pretty sure this platy has a tummy ache Puddin begged his friends for relief and aid Perhaps it was the worm stew or shrimp cocktail he had made? No matter...Read More

Laborare Estorare in obscure ANON-ymity Though to do as they must they'll know nothing but pain In this richly owned world, self appointed divinity The righteous still toil in God's Holy Name We're but offal to corporate greed In...Read More

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...Read More

We love people who hate us Do all things with kindness Teaching them more about us To treat other people with kindliness Life is too short Some people don't use money wisely It is a wide long shot Their...Read More

You see at one time I thought my child is the only one who likes to play in mud. Let us hear what other parents say: " I used to get upset when I see my...Read More

Brought to life With her own deft hand The Alpha female to a daze she commands Just by the power of her presence A picture drawn at the age of four Says it all no need for more Without being...Read More

Human Spirit The Human Spirit I own ! The Human body I inherit. ...Read More

Gobble Gobble gobble, that's what they say, nearly every day... I go out to greet them. I go out to meet them. I go out to feed them, I need them, as they make me...Read More

Sweet Grace Forgiven is grace, on my face, smiling, that I am free. Jesus, he loves me. How do I know that He is real, because I see him clearly in my life. I pray and...Read More

gumballs clasped in little hand stuck in jar on kitchen stand unbeknownst to his young mind greed is futile he will find...Read More

Blue feet, Two feet, Scooting through my rug. ...Read More

When I was five, I played Around other children At the park On the west edge Of town, where the gray concrete slab served As our skating rink. I recall Their presence, but not their faces- Their laughter, but not their smiles- Their...Read More

Now, boys and girls, please stop fingerpainting Put away your paints, and wash your hands with soap Did you sing 'Happy Birthday to You' twice, Tommy? Remember to log out of Instagram and Tik-Tok, boys and...Read More