My Kids Poems - Poems about My Kids

When they failed black kids without homes

Her hair stood out
Reaching for the skies
Wishing on every star at night
Someone would hear her cries
Her need to have a life she doesn't just have to survive 

The chaos of hair confused
Unsure how to keep it or what to do
She is the only one in the room
That had hair that flew 
Just a child without

Big Example Of Kids Killers

People shall recall Netenyahu kids killer wanted for murder.

WHERE THE SUN FORGOT TO RISE

There lies a land behind the smoke,
Where silence screams and hearts are broke

Where lullabies drown in bombs and drones
And cradles turn to shattered stones

Babies cry with lips so dry
No blood, no milk, no tear left to cry

No schoolbell rings, no hospital stands, 
Just bones and ruins buried in the sand

They queue for crumbs and bleed

And The Cat Crept In

Motion-activated caught on camera
while cookies for the kids I was cooking
a collared cat crept into the kitchen
when I stepped outside and wasn't looking
his potty break was well-timed
as, sadly, I'd left the door unlocked
onto the counter by the sink he climbed
bared his butt and crapped in the crock
tho' he gave new meaning
to vanilla chocolate chip
if I

Take Back The Streets

There used to be a time I can still remember when
but times have changed they're not the same
we have to roll the rock turn back the clock
things are going wrong something's gone astray
the streets are yours and mine
let's make them safe for kids to play
the good old days do you still remember then
those days are

A Mother, a Soliloquy

The best compliment I have ever received is, “You’re going to be a wonderful mother one day.” I adore the idea of having children, treating them with love and kindness, nurturing and caring for them even when it’s hard. I daydream of dancing, playing, laughing, crying, and everything in between. In the very midst of

Through The Eyes of A Childless Woman

Every day that I see you I see you as a strong lady
Through many trials and joys taking care of your babies 
Who can speak for you with no child of their own
Every child varies so there is no right or wrong 
I love the patience you have and I find it so amazing 

Christmas at the Kids Table

red linen table cloths with white lace overlays
sprinkles of confetti shaped like snowflakes
evergreen plaid napkins rolled into a Santa napkin holder
Holly berry china, only brought out one time each year
Santa Claus cups and Rudolph candles
Every part of the table is yelling “Christmas!”
red and green Jello cubes
rice Krispie treats shaped like Frosty the snowman
Everyone wants to

Galaxy of Stars

In the hush of night’s embrace, so wide,
Where silence floats and dreams reside,
There lies a sea, not made of seas—
But stars that whisper through the breeze.

A galaxy, both near and far,
Each flicker shines—a silent scar
Of wishes cast and hopes once made,
That glimmer bright but never fade.

Each star, a story, fierce and true,
Of ancient light that

Foster Kids

Falling in between family cracks
Only with shirt on your back
Sometimes life is incredibly wacked 
The adults mistakes mean life is bad
Even though it’s not your fault 
Racking brain with what you said 

Keeping hope seems a lost cause
In time so angry you see red
Defying the odds determined to be
Someone powerful when grown and free

Opposites Kids

He is like red fire
I am like blue ice
Hopeless is desire
Opposites we fight

We create gray steam
As if love is a dream 
Merging as if esteem 
Creates king and queen 

What of the future then
Aftermath of our blend
Saintly or of sun
Dainty or masculine 

Perhaps our seed will grow
Flower like art of gold
Powered by heart and soul
With

Kids and Cats

Kids and cats have much in common.
Cats don't talk, but
kids' questions startle us so!

	When is tomorrow?
	Where does the sun go at night?
	Why does the sky cry?
	How long is a minute?

Curiosity killed the cat.
I’m glad kids aren’t like that!

You are my kids

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

Those Blessed Twins

Identical twins,
but only physically:
Each has their own mind:-

POND QUEEN

POND QUEEN

Ducks may rule the pond,
but there's a lily pad throne
where a queen frog sits.
while rock-throwing kids scare ducks,
the frog queen quietly sits there:-

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